Luyện nghe bài hát Case of The Pta

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I understand
Why the and the teachers and everybody trying to o the kids
The young generation yo, what's the 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 know up
Hey yo man, it's another case of that old P.T.A., huh man

In I wrote notes and took quotes from Shakespeare
And other types of to show you that I care
But things like together 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, the Hell's going on?

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

But the less, here goes to show my potential
And even our love was three-dimensional
One me, two you three pops
Now am I to do

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

And talking to mom about a love for her daughter
Suggesting to me that I just oughta, watch myself, inch by
Watch and use some sense, so I did, hey
It do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now I sing

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

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

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

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this Cheryl

The teacher try to tell me I was
No no no

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

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

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

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

Sometimes I leave an apple that's and brown
No where to be
tax on sheets, five days 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 it's to pay for the crime
That I never got caught Judge Wapner, bam take on the court

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

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

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