Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Wit No Hoe

I wish I could go along with you but I do have a problem. got
My (Soul!) but I can't my (Damn Hoe!)

Poor X not only do I from headsets
Full time Era come at X from knockin' Z's
Next to count sheep
But too many sheep ain't hurdles they sleep
Yeah sleep I think I'll check a shorter story
Title Bo's Hoe sound's boring for these
nights, though I feel quite over-aged
Yeah, I know the page

Ha-ha huh let's
the first page
And reads once upon an age in a far far
Lived farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of course
From behind Tom's black fence Tom peeps
to witness Sam's crop business
Boomin' like the big guy's, but get
Sam sold to and cousins, poor Tom crams
He sold his to get a fence Sam (yeah)
Page 2 Sam view's the -
What goes at Bo's over his white
Slowly he peeks only to see Bo
Sweet potatoes his brand new hoe
Bo sees Sam but's not frettin', more
Thinkin' about to the crib, forgettin'
'Bout his brand new hoe, Old Mickey D say Sam's tricky
The plot thickens, page 3

Top of the mornin', up, skies are blue
Once then cock-a-doodle-doo
All three knew this more than well
beats alarm bells, they induce head swells
Well, clock says Sam's off to tend to his
says Farmer Tom's off to mop
Bo's up and at 'em, twitches one eye
For something here is not cipher
"E-I-E-I-O!" Bo
"Left on my lawn, now it's gone, where's my
O woe is me, how will I ever plant
Lay the fertilizer, dig up the
Plus true my foremost desire
To get a picket fence and the chicken wire?"
By, uh, life gets hard
When one hoe from one's garden