Luyện nghe bài hát Case Of The Pta

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

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

You would say someone's knocking at my
ringing my bell, ding song
It's two in the morning
Hey yo G, what the going on?

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

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

I had to transform educated lad
Going around doing for your dad
Playing a duck, wearing sweaters and
Chilling with pop just listen to the

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

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

Roar, Busta Rhymes the infamous
misbehaving and mischeivous
Causing I'll never pause
Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws, in

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

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to girl Cheryl

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 talk to my
Now when she gets home, gonna wear out the body

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

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

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

Sometimes I leave an apple rotten and brown
No to be found
Poll tax on sheets, five a week
Arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get some

But I do it, you did it
I'm suspended, you was it
And now time to pay for the crime
That I got caught like Judge Wapner, bam take on the court

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

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

He announced me guilty you
hundred sixty four days
Of detention to
Some

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

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