Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Wit No Hoe

I wish I could go along you but I do have a problem. I've got
My (Soul!) but I find my (Damn Hoe!)

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

huh let's begin
Book-marks the page
And reads upon an age in a far far land
Lived three farmers, Tom, Sam and Bo of
behind Tom's black fence Tom peeps across
Just to witness Sam's crop
Boomin' like the big guy's, but get
Sam to uncles and cousins, poor Tom crams
He sold his to get a like Sam (yeah)
2 Sam view's the sight -
What goes at Bo's his picket white
Slowly he only to see Bo plantin'
Sweet with his brand new hoe
Bo sees Sam not frettin', more sweatin'
about steppin' 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 nothin then
All three this tool more than well
beats alarm bells, they induce head swells
Well, clock says off to tend to his crop
Time says Tom's off to mop
Bo's up and at 'em, then one eye
For something here is not cipher
"E-I-E-I-O!" Bo
"Left on my lawn, now gone, where's my hoe?
O woe is me, how will I ever seeds
Lay the fertilizer, dig up the
make true my foremost desire
To get a fence and trash the chicken wire?"
By, uh, 100% gets hard
When one hoe goes from garden