Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here come the
Here come the

Bass in your
Not an track
it good to the wood
So the people give you a dat
to the fax
That I kick and it
And it around
to the joint put the Buddha down

Goin' gettin' to the roots
Ain't it up
So turn me
But then I got a story
That's than the hardcore
of the holocaust
I'm talin' the one still goin' on
I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum

the base motherland, the place of the drum
Invaded by the wack wack
the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big
of dat now I grit my teeth
So here's a song to the
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

Can't it
truss it
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Can't it
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Kickin' rhymes
a fortune teller
'Cause the done by Jack
Where at
Divided and
For and the gold
Smacked in the
For the man to mack

Now the that I'm kickin' is glory
Little rock where be
Dockin' boat
No I'm shackled
Plus tackled
By the other hand swingin' the
Wearin' red, white and blue, and his crew
The guy's authorized beat for the brown

Man to the man, each one so it one
Born to terrorize, and every brother
One love who said it, I know Whodini it
But the hater taught
That's why we bang it
Beware of the
When it's from the left
I ain't trippin' watch ya step

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An' I everyone, one by the one
here come the judge
Watch it here he now

I can only what's happ'nin'
ago, he woulda been
The ship's
Gettin' me bruised on a
What I got to lose, lost all
Got me on my back
in my own leftover
When I over, I roll over in somebody else's

90 damn days on a ship
Count 'em off
1, 2, 3, 4 at a time
in the wood and it's mine
I'm chokin' on feelin' pain
Like my brain bein'
Still gotta it what I got
It's hot in the day, it's cold in the

But I thrive to survive, I pray to God to alive
My boils up inside
And that ain't it, you think I'll every
Still I to get my hands 'round
The neck of the man the whip
3 months pass, they a label on my ass
To signify,
I'm on the

Sayin' 1555, how I'm
We livin' here
Livin' the word
I been
got
Classify us in the
haves
'Cause it's all about

When it comes to
Mean I'm gettin'
I am turn it over Sam
427 to the
Do you
why it's hard
For the black to the land
Once

Bass in face
Not an eight
Gettin' it good to the
So the
Give you a dat
to the fax
That I kick and it
And it around

to the joint, put the Buddha down
Goin', goin', gettin' to the
Ain't it up
So turn me
But then again I got a
harder than the hardcore
Cost of the
I'm talin' 'bout the one still on

I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum
From the base motherland, the of the drum
Invaded by the diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us
King and chief probably had a big
Because of dat now I my teeth
So a song to the strong
'Bout a of a snake
And the went along wit dat

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