Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here come the
Here the drums

Bass in your
Not an eight
Gettin' it good to the
So the give you some a dat
to the fax
That I and it stick
And it stay
Pointin' to the joint put the Buddha

Goin' goin' to the roots
Ain't it up
So turn me
But again I got a story
harder than the hardcore
Cost of the
I'm talin' 'bout the one goin' on
I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum

From the motherland, the place of the drum
by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us
and chief probably had a big beef
Because of dat now I grit my
So here's a to the strong
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

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

Kickin' rhymes
Like a fortune
the wickedness done by Jack
Where at
Divided and
For and the gold
in the back
For the other man to

Now the that I'm kickin' is glory
Little where they be
this boat
No I'm shackled
gang tackled
By the hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue, and his crew
The guy's beat down for the brown

Man to the man, one so it teach one
Born to terrorize, and every brother
One who said it, I know Whodini sang it
But the taught hate
why we gang bang it
Beware of the
When comin' from the left
I ain't trippin' watch ya step

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

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

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

I can guess what's happ'nin'
Years ago, he been
The ship's
Gettin' me on a cruise
I got to lose, lost all contact
Got me layin' on my
Rollin' in my own
When I roll over, I roll over in somebody

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

But I to survive, I pray to God to stay alive
My attitude up inside
And that ain't it, you think every quit
I pray to get my hands 'round
The of the man wit' the whip
3 months pass, brand a label on my ass
To signify,
I'm on the

Sayin' 1555, how I'm
We livin' here
ain't the word
I givin'
got
Classify us in the
Fightin'
'Cause it's all about

it comes to armageddon
Mean I'm gettin'
Here I am turn it Sam
427 to the
Do you
That's why it's
For the black to the land
Once

Bass in your
Not an eight
Gettin' it to the wood
So the
Give you a dat
to the fax
That I and it stick
And it stay

Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha
Goin', goin', to the roots
givin' it up
So turn me
But then again I got a
That's than the hardcore
Cost of the
I'm 'bout 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 diddie
Fooled the black, us faded
King and probably had a big beef
Because of dat now I grit my
So here's a song to the
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

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

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

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