Luyện nghe bài hát Green Eggs And Swine

You do not dig them, so you say
Try them, try and you may
Try and you may, I say

Slave on your dollar bills that builds upon your ignorance
Significant, you never one-two one-two semblance
I ain't supposed, no boastin'
I'm soaps in my mouth like coke stem

For the silence of the swine, sittin' slick on my slim
Liquor on the lamp, booze as a cow moves
Lose my head speak of a censor
code but Three had no family credenza

Friends of mine align on the back stab
Grabbin' greedy, now it's Rikers or
My walkin' stick flips, it's a stick up
like Charlie Babbitt, mixed up

Three-fifths, three-fifths, like
He to roll, a man with three-fifths, a man without his soul
So is this or blowin' up your ass?
sticks who got your vote and rather slit your throat

Try them, souflee
No I ain't gonna eat of that
Try them, souflee
No I ain't eat none of that

Try them, bacon
No I ain't gonna eat none of
Try

No no no, green eggs and
But they edgin' to my plate, I step back and say
"Thanks, 'cause I just ate", not I would eat it
Even if I was hungry all the ills of the

That could have me in I stay clear of all the evil all the envy
And ex-homeboys who to be friendly
Pretend to be down, but changin' real
So heed the word, heed the word of my foot up ass

Kickin' a out, castin' a stone out
Makin' water ripple but got the middle
So now you sit there, big waves
Talkin' about my ancestors used to be from

It's time to wake up, the cake, and turn the page
For now is the birth, the of the mind age
We you and me all in a new zone
And give you somethin' much better to on

Try them, bacon
No I ain't gonna eat none of
Try them, bacon
No I gonna eat none of that

I will not eat them with Prince
I not eat them with Low Rawls
I do not like eggs and swine
I do not like those 3rd Bass

My loops and loops and rhymes you censor
I'm scramblin' on your family credenza
to your owns or you're blown to bits
You're eatin' green eggs I'm swallowin' the grits

You sits on bony ass I'm passin' on the rhythm, I give 'em
me, you try to geez I'll swing 'em
Like a 40 ounce the choice is constitutional
in domes of ignorance full

I'm dickin' swine, I stick my neck out
a slap here, shorty'll put your head out
Five G's explicitly you see the tells
You put a on my record and my record sells

Sam I am not, with the not but Sam is
So the critics all think they know clever is
I never you 40'd up at the corners Pops
So what a Senator knowin' hip-hop?

Try them, souflee
No I ain't gonna eat none of
Try them, souflee
No I ain't gonna eat none of

Try them, souflee
No I gonna eat none of that
Try them, try

Freedom of that is spoken in loose lips
To those who large tips, tippin' the scale
Slum is in favor of the man who stand the live flavor
Bob's a and he worked for the ex-friend

Not X-Clan, but wax get taxed even if bland
Branded for street credentials
And can't about life's bare essentials
Put it to plate, 'cause the plate won't deny it

But won't give you a chance, or even a to buy it
Cry for freedom, but music's not free, choking
Could never could could say what needs to be spoken
Put this out, I depart

Before I hit the Killdrews, he started with the
I got much much better things, to do with my
Than to worry about the green and swine
Try them, the eggs and swine

Much much better things to do my time
Than to worry about the green
The green eggs, the green and the swine

Bacon
No I ain't gonna eat none of
Try them, bacon
No I ain't gonna eat none of

I will not eat them or there
I will not eat anywhere
I will not eat green eggs and
He he he he but my itch