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
rotten and you really blow

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

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

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

Well, it's funny how it
And don't just seems to end
Just when ya ya had enough
They'll bend ya over and fuck ya again

Say I your guts
And I'm you were dead
Yeah, I'll be hating guts
You're damn right what I said

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

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

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

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

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

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

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