Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here the drums
Here come the

in your face
Not an track
Gettin' it good to the
So the give you some a dat
to the fax
That I kick and it
And it stay
Pointin' to the put the Buddha down

Goin' goin' to the roots
givin' it up
So me loose
But then I got a story
That's 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 place of the
by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us
King and chief probably had a big
Because of dat now I my teeth
So here's a to the strong
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

Can't it
truss it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it

Kickin' wicked
Like a fortune
the wickedness done by Jack
Where at
and sold
For liquor and the
Smacked in the
For the other man to

Now the that I'm kickin' is glory
Little rock they be
Dockin' this
No I'm shackled
gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the
red, white and blue, Jack and his crew
The authorized beat down for the brown

Man to the man, each one so it one
to terrorize, sisters and every brother
One love who said it, I Whodini sang it
But the taught hate
why we gang bang it
Beware of the
it's comin' from the left
I ain't trippin' just ya step

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

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

90 days on a slave ship
'em fallin' off
1, 2, 3, 4 hun'ed at a
Blood in the and it's mine
I'm on spit feelin' pain
my brain bein' chained
Still give it what I got
It's hot in the day, cold in the night

But I thrive to survive, I pray to God to alive
My attitude boils up
And that it, you think I'll every quit
Still I pray to get my hands
The neck of the man the whip
3 pass, they brand a label on my ass
To signify,
I'm on the

1555, how I'm livin'
We been livin'
Livin' ain't the
I givin'
got
Classify us in the
haves
'Cause it's all money

When it comes to
I'm gettin' mine
Here I am turn it Sam
427 to the
Do you
That's why hard
For the black to the land
again

Bass in face
Not an eight
it good to the wood
So the
you some a dat
to the fax
That I kick and it
And it stay

Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha
Goin', goin', gettin' to the
Ain't it up
So turn me
But again I got a story
That's harder than the
of the holocaust
I'm talin' 'bout the one still on

I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum
the base motherland, the place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie
Fooled the black, us faded
and chief probably had a big beef
Because of dat now I my teeth
So here's a song to the
'Bout a shake of a
And the went along wit dat

Can't it
Can't it
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