Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytalez

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

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

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

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

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

was a rich 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 man was workin'
Like a slave, he only gave him, minimum

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

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

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

They robbed rich man blind
Then fled over the borderline, escaping with all the
But still could not restore the see
Life is a dangerous and it seems cash rule eventually
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I was young they was feeding me fairytalz
And this goes on until I'm old and
When I was young they was feeding me
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 up, with goals to be the fly kid
the golden midas, touch

Smokin' that he ignited at will
Usin' hundred dollar bills the big will, up until, he
With fate, had a stroke 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, never will, 'cause I'm Brownsville"
But still, the living provider, the had beef
With Peter Piper 'cause his girl Goldilox put in his viper

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

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