Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

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

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

I hate guts
Oh, I that you was dead
I hate your
damn right that's what I said

I hate guts
And I that you was dead
dig the hole myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck

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

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

Say I your guts
And I'm wishing you were
Yeah, I'll be hating your
damn right that's what I said

I your guts
I'm you was dead
Gonna dig the hole
But I'd rather run ya over with my instead
And start up engine

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

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

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

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

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

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