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 is, you hafta ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo, tell us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I know what's up
Hey yo man, it's just another case of old P.T.A., huh man

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

You say someone's knocking at my window
Someone's my bell, ding song
It's about two in the
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 my potential
And even though our love was
One me, two you your pops
Now am I to do

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

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

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

Roar, Busta the mighty infamous
Always and mischeivous
Causing aggravation never pause
Pushing out balls through plastic straws, in class

In gym, I got caught at
For up the courtyard grass
Teacher, teacher, go to the
Busta Rhymes to killed 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 detention no no with suspension
A child's wickedy the Calbridge Hill styles
Teach us a knowledge to go talk to my mommy
Now she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body

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

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

Aah, yo teachers hate me but the girls take 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 that's rotten and
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 take on the

A room of teachers, parents, and
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 everyone was in yo

He announced me guilty you
Three hundred sixty days
Of to serve
nerve

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

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