Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here the drums
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
Pointin' to the joint put the down

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

From the base motherland, the place of the
Invaded by the wack diddie
Fooled the black, us faded
King and chief had a big beef
Because of dat now I my teeth
So a song to the strong
'Bout a of a snake
And the smile went wit dat

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

wicked rhymes
Like a fortune
'Cause the wickedness by Jack
everybody at
Divided and
For liquor and the
Smacked in the
For the other man to

Now the story that I'm is glory
rock where they be
Dockin' this
No I'm shackled
Plus tackled
By the other hand swingin' the
Wearin' red, white and blue, Jack and his
The guy's 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
That's why we bang it
Beware of the
When it's from the left
I ain't trippin' just ya step

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

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Can't it
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Can't it

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

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

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

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

1555, how I'm livin'
We been here
ain't the word
I been
got
Classify us in the
haves
'Cause all about money

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

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

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

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

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

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Can't it
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Can't it

Can't it
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