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 generation yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
I don't know what the deal is, you hafta ask my Dinco D
Yo yo, tell us D, us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's up
Hey yo man, just another case of that old P.T.A., huh man

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

You would say knocking at my window
Someone's ringing my bell, ding
about two in the morning
Hey yo G, what the Hell's on?

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

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

I had to into educated lad
Going around doing for your dad
Playing a duck, wearing and shoes
with pop just listen to the blues

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

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

Roar, Busta the mighty infamous
Always misbehaving and
Causing aggravation I'll pause
Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws, in

In gym, I got caught at
For ligthing up the courtyard
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 suspension
A child's wickedy wild the Calbridge styles
Teach us just a knowledge to go to my mommy
Now when she gets home, gonna wear out the body

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

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

Aah, yo teachers hate me but the don't 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 that's and brown
No to be found
Poll tax on sheets, five days a
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 Judge Wapner, bam on the court

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

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

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

I this could be from pissed
The head of the said "Case dismissed"
As I walk out the I hear them say
Aah, yeah yeah

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