Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytalez

This is the story of three pigs
And the projected damage they did, pig number one was white
Thought he did was right, the pigology of self
skin terror and wealth, just hogging shit up for self

Rolled up on a pig named
A skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
The swine for the short tail
But no way in hell was earth that

Stone eggs, hit 'em in the mud that they lay
When it hatched, it was of another shade
The stone age, the of aids in the bone age
was a pig, skin was black
He up the swine and they filthy acts

If not they was be to sent back
But trouble come first, shit got worse
Consumers of are now cursed
The meant from 'Bylon, after three on
The shores of north America's
When they celebrated with the wolf

When I was young was feeding me fairytalz
And this on until I'm old and gray
When I was they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and

There was a man, a poor man, a beggar, and a thief
Now each had a hustle to get food to eat
The rich man was paid, 'cause the man was workin'
a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage

The poor man endured this, for his four sons
His and his wife, 'cause he sought a better life
His boss him off on the 4th of December
He sold sweatshirts and shorts, to keep his fort

Now deep in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a
This ended all of the hustles that he controlled
He was troubled in his soul, he sleep he wouldn't eat
But by his side was a strong woman, not defeat

She pleaded and begged the rich man, for the
Who fifteen years of his life, for the company
Conversation was brief, with no in sight
Then she unleashed her sons into the night

robbed that rich man blind
Then fled the borderline, escaping with all the cream
But still could not the mind see
Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash eventually
Authored

When I was young they was me fairytalz
And this on until I'm old and gray
I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And goes on until I'm old and gray

The rich man's soul turned to dust through the
To control as much fluff, his cold heart
The old fart grew up, with to be the fly kid
With the golden midas,

Smokin' dutches he ignited at will
Usin' hundred bills the big will, up until, he collided
With fate, had a stroke while on some stake
This was as hell was not bein' able to take his pace
to the cradle

Jack and Jill ran up the
Jack said, "I ran, never will, 'cause I'm from Brownsville"
But still, the provider, the outsider had beef
With Peter Piper his girl Goldilox put stocks in his viper

On the yellow brick road he lost
Got charged for runnin' the scarecrow, on the loose
Runnin' from hot pursuit, lead by Dr.
hard on his jock, when Pete got blasted by the keystone cops

When I was young was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on I'm old and gray
When I was young they was feeding me
And this on until I'm old and gray

When I was young they was feeding me
And this on until I'm old and gray
When I was they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on I'm old and gray