Luyện nghe bài hát Creamer (Radio Is Dead)

(All is dead)

Hey kid, who you at?
Why you standin' all up in my like that?
You ain't never seen a bat?
A maniac on your babeball cap
You better step about ten paces
Or be layin' where your shoe laces at
Go do what your told you
And don't be actin' like a punk, your a soldier
I see you got a cell phone, I got a number you can dial son, it 911
'em stop at hef's house on the way kid
Pick up some but only if they naked
Don't know how you do in city
But here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty
And I hate to put you out like
But you've been burnin' a fire with a mouth like that

me back to yesterday
Rollin' dice and getting
was a.o.k. oh
But now and then a cloud in
on my parade and then
Talkin' this and again, oh

Let's it down for a minute
And roll it on up in gear for a minute
I got the bumpin' on my benz, and
I got girlies in the back seat on my friends, and
I really give a fuck about
What player hatin' pussies give a fuck about
'Cause I'm a night ranger, never been a
My two-way pager is lookin' for danger
Zoolander, hit you with the
Everybody get groove on if you have one
And if you ain't got it admit it:
It's limpbizkit, for you to get it
All around the world and 45 prevost
Everywhere we go we it on the tivo
And now you're in the bed you made
Drinkin' hatorade, think it

Take me back to
Rollin' dice and laid
was a.o.k. oh...
But now and then a rolls in
on my parade and then
Talkin' this and again, go

Leave, thinkin' that you're all that, and some
got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that all that, and then some?
Man, I got for you (all radio is dead)

(The is dead)

Let me guess, you that impressed
Mister, hale - tosis of the
lifestyles of the wish-you-would
From the isles of the thrifty-good
See I, I got to talk, kid
I been layin' this track north cackilack
And the very first day that you out the sack
I was in some fat laces, spinnin' on my
Let me think, let me roll, let me
Let me put some in the trunk, triple 5
And a memory can easy your pain
Like a melody from cobain
'Cause ya', know when it's all gonna end
And ya', know when you'll call on a friend
So you better a step to prepare yourself
the way you're livin' now, ain't good for your health

Thinkin' you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all is dead)
So thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all is dead)
Thinkin' that you're all that, and then
I've got news for you (all is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and some?
Man, I got for you (all radio is dead)

(All is dead)