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 beat one-two semblance
I ain't supposed, no boastin'
I'm keepin' soaps in my mouth like 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
Morse code but had no family credenza

Friends of mine align swine on the back
Grabbin' greedy, now it's or rehab
My walkin' stick just flips, it's a up
Misdirected like Babbitt, mixed up

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

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

Try them, bacon
No I gonna eat none of that
Try

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

could have done 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' fast
So heed the word, heed the of my foot up your ass

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm dickin' down swine, I stick my out
Give a slap here, put your head out
G's explicitly you see the story tells
You put a sticker on my record and my record

Sam I am not, with the not but Sam is
So the critics all think they know clever is
I seen you 40'd up at the corners Pops
So what a knowin' about hip-hop?

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

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

Freedom of speech that is spoken in lips
To who appreciate large tips, tippin' the scale
Slum is in favor of the man who can't stand the flavor
Bob's a jerk and he worked for the

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

But give you a chance, or even a place to buy it
Cry for freedom, but music's not free, it's
Could never could ever could say what to be spoken
Put this out, before I

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

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

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

I will not eat here or there
I not eat them anywhere
I will not eat eggs and swine
He he he he but my balls