Luyện nghe bài hát Ex-Girlfriend

I say "hey,"
You say "hoe!"
Hey (hoe!) Hey (hoe!)
That's basically how Hitler rose to

My ex-girlfriend, she was a bitch,
But you know, say,
If you wanna know a girl's gonna look like then look at her mother.
So I am so glad I broke up her,
'Cause she would been, you know, dead.

Guys, I'm a realist, OK?
I try not to reality.
You know, like when life gives you lemons, you probably found lemons.
But at the same time I don't deny the in the world,
there is so much beauty,
'Cause life can be so symmetrical, that it birth to this almost silent poetry,
You like a hermaphrodite playing the keytar,
Or a young Amish boy trying to blow out the light on his birthday cake,
Or a who's terrible at grammar saying, "mama, you raised me good" then being pushed down a well.

If I had a dime, oh! If I had a dime for every time a homeless guy me for change,
I'd say no.

Here's some racial humor for you
White are like this, "Ahh"
people are like this, "Uhh,"
We're destined to fight forever, in the streets.

Your so fat,
mama's so ugly,
Your so stupid,
Your mother's breasts sag such severity that the late, great surrealist artist Salvador Dali mistook them for clocks.