Luyện nghe bài hát Fairytalez

This is the story of three pigs
And the projected that they did, pig number one was white
Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of
Pink skin terror and wealth, just 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 was earth that stale

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

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

When I was young they was me fairytalz
And this goes on I'm old and gray
When I was young 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 man endured this, torture for his four sons
His and his wife, 'cause he sought a better life
His boss laid him off on the 4th of
He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his

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

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

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

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

The rich soul 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
the golden midas, touch

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

and Jill ran up the hill
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 control
Got for runnin' down the scarecrow, on the loose
Runnin' from hot pursuit, by Dr. Seuss
Riding hard on his jock, 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 me fairytalz
And this on until I'm old and gray

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