Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytalez

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

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

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

If not they was be forced to back
But come first, stale shit got worse
Consumers of swine are now
The exile from 'Bylon, after three on
The shores of north America's
When they celebrated thanksgiving with the

I was young they was feeding 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

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

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

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 the rich man, for the hubby
Who gave fifteen of his life, for the company
Conversation was brief, no relief in sight
Then she her four sons into the night

robbed that rich man blind
Then fled over the borderline, escaping all the cream
But could not restore the mind see
Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash rule
mentally

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

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

Smokin' that he ignited at will
hundred dollar bills the big will, up until, he collided
With fate, had a stroke while chokin' on some
This was fatal as hell was not bein' able to take his
Back to the

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

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

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