Luyện nghe bài hát Case of The Pta

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I can't
Why the parents and the teachers and trying to o the kids
The generation yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
I don't know what the is, you hafta 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 of that old P.T.A., huh man

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

You say someone's knocking at my window
Someone's ringing my bell, ding
It's about two in the
Hey yo G, the Hell's going on?

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

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

I had to transform educated lad
Going doing chores for your dad
Playing a duck, sweaters and shoes
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
myself and use some sense, so I did, hey
It didn't do a damn but a case to complain, so now I sing

just another case of that old P.T.A.

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

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

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this Cheryl

The teacher try to me I was Pharoah
No no no

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

I this relationship, the mom and teacher
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 take me
I'm C Brown, Class Clown
Gettin' still aah, I chill yo
on the day and how I feel

Sometimes I leave an apple rotten and brown
No where to be
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 in sneakers
Case of brown versus the board, order
Yo twelve, verse one is a

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

He announced me guilty you
Three hundred sixty four
Of detention to
nerve

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

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