Luyện nghe bài hát Case Of The Pta

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I understand
Why the parents and the teachers and trying to o the kids
The generation yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
I know what the deal is, you hafta ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo, tell us D, us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's up
Hey yo man, it's just case of that old P.T.A., huh man

In school I wrote notes and took from Shakespeare
And other of rhymes to show you that I care
But things like together forever to you my one
It was I can say it was another one

You would say someone's at my window
Someone's my bell, ding song
It's two in the morning
Hey yo G, the Hell's going on?

It's another case of that old P.T.A.

But never the less, here goes to my potential
And though our love was three-dimensional
One me, two you three pops
Now am I to do

I had to into educated lad
Going around chores for your dad
Playing a duck, sweaters and shoes
Chilling with pop listen to the blues

And talking to your mom about a for her daughter
Suggesting to me I just oughta, watch myself, inch by inch
Watch myself and use sense, so I did, hey
It didn't do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now I

It's just another case of old P.T.A.

Roar, Busta Rhymes the mighty
Always misbehaving and
Causing aggravation never pause
Pushing out spit balls plastic straws, in class

In gym, I got at last
For ligthing up the courtyard
Teacher, teacher, go to the
Busta liked to killed the complex

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this girl

The try to tell me I was Pharoah
No no no

I'm not with detention no no with
A child's wickedy wild the Calbridge Hill
Teach us just a knowledge to go to my mommy
Now when she gets home, gonna wear out the body

I hate relationship, the mom and teacher
When she home hey yo she knows that I reached ya
Okay, of today I am the new school,
my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo

It's just case of that old P.T.A.

Aah, yo hate me but the girls don't take me
I'm C Brown, Class Clown
Gettin' aah, sometimes I chill yo
Depending on the day and how I

Sometimes I leave an that's rotten and brown
No where to be
Poll tax on sheets, days a week
in the lunchroom, I gotta get some sleep

But I do it, you did it
I'm suspended, you was it
And now it's to pay for the crime
That I never got caught like Wapner, bam take on the court

A of teachers, parents, and preachers
A principal and one kid in sneakers
Case of brown versus the board, order
Yo twelve, one is a slaughter

I my case, aah
to face, aah
It was a
And everyone was in yo

He me guilty you have
Three hundred four days
Of to serve
nerve

I felt this be from pissed
The head of the board "Case dismissed"
As I walk out the room I them say
Aah, yeah yeah

It's just another case of old P.T.A.