Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytalez

This is the story of little pigs
And the projected damage that they did, pig one was white
Thought everything he did was right, the of self
Pink terror and wealth, just hogging shit up for self

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

chicken eggs, hit 'em in the mud that they lay
When it hatched, it was chicks of another
The stone age, the origin of in the bone age
There was a pig, skin was
He cleaned up the and they filthy acts

If not they was be to sent back
But come first, stale shit got worse
of swine are now cursed
The exile meant from 'Bylon, three on
The shores of America's hoof
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 I'm old and gray

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

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

Now in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold
ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
He was in his soul, he couldn't sleep he wouldn't eat
But by his was a strong woman, not taking defeat

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

They robbed rich man blind
Then over the borderline, escaping with all the cream
But still could not restore the see
Life is a dangerous game and it cash rule eventually
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I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on I'm old and gray
When I was young was feeding me fairytalz
And this on until I'm old and gray

The rich man's soul turned to through the lust
To control as much fluff, his cold touched
The old fart grew up, goals to be the fly kid
With the midas, touch

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

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

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

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

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