Luyện nghe bài hát Future Farmers of America

Born on a farm in a transatlantic
Split like a of wood, my family broke up
Sold a piece of steer, a piece of meat, a cow
A piece of shit

Picked for my age, for my strength and up
Called for I was tall, I was big, I hold up
A or a piece of steel I could do
What my fat owner

Future farmers of
Future farmers of
Future of America

I'm watching the way his wife looks me over
I a sex twice as big as her husband's
If I so large, so strong, so pale
I'd disappear under a

men and ladies of the world unite
Kill your with one cut of your knife
Kill them sex, kill them during talk
Kill them you can

Future farmers of
Future of America
farmers of America

These stupid black owners are to affairs of the heart
Look at me, never own the land that I work on
Every one of us shares a surname
This must die

I was born on the cusp of twilight
My was dark, my mother was light
at me, I'm strong
I could him in my fist

I could him in my
I crush him in my
I could him in my fist

I crush him in my
I crush him in my
I could him in my fist

Future of America
I could him in my fist
Future of America
I crush him in my fist
Future farmers of
I could crush him in my