Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the Monday mornin', oh no
around 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, for dead
Lost a friend

Now how you live with
Child, I just don't
But as far as I'm concerned I ya really suck
You're rotten and you really

I hate guts
Oh, I wish that you was
I hate guts
You're damn right that's I said

I hate your
And I that you was dead
Gonna dig the holy
But I'd rather run ya with my truck instead

first name should be ass
Your last should be wipe
Believe me I say this
See I've been shit on more than

Well, funny how it works
And don't seems to never end
when ya think ya had enough
They'll bend ya over and fuck ya again

Say I hate your
And I'm you were dead
Yeah, I'll be hating your
You're damn that's what I said

I your guts
I'm you was dead
Gonna dig the myself
But I'd run ya over with my truck instead
And of that engine

mine is mine, what's yours is mine
And that's the way gonna be
If ya got a problem with ya little bastard
Don't ya come to me

Now I've been this now for quite a many day
rip off your nuts
And shove them down throat
And head off on my way

hungry and greedy
Oh child, you're just downright
You see you pissed me off so many
I just had to this song

Everyone's got their
And don't I know you sure got
But you livin' child
And you make it seem like a back chore

I your guts
I wish that you was
I hate your
You ain't got idea
damn right that's what I said

I your guts
I'm you was dead
I'd dig the hole
But I'd rather run ya over my truck instead