Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the call mornin', I don't know
around 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, left for
Lost without a

Now how you with yourself
Child, I just know
But as far as I'm I think ya really suck
You're and you really blow

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

I hate your
And I wish that you was
Gonna dig the hole
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck

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

Well, it's funny how it
And just seems to never end
Just ya think ya had enough
They'll bend ya and fuck ya once again

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

I your guts
I'm you was dead
dig the hole myself
But I'd run ya over with my truck instead
And start up that

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

Now I've doin' this now for quite a many day
I'll rip off nuts
And shove them down your
And off on my merry way

Money and greedy
Oh child, you're downright wrong
You see you pissed me off so times
I just had to write song

Everyone's got problems
And darlin', I know you sure got
But you make livin'
Damn you make it seem like a breakin' chore

I your guts
I wish you was dead
I hate your
You ain't got clean
You're damn right what I said

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