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 without a

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

I your guts
Oh, I that you was dead
I your guts
You're right that's what I said

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

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

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

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

I hate guts
I'm you was dead
Gonna dig the myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my instead
And start of engine

mine is mine, what's yours is mine
And the way it's gonna be
If ya got a problem that ya little bastard
ya come around to me

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

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

got their problems
And I know you sure got yours
But you livin' child
And you make it seem like a breakin' chore

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

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