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 with
Child, I just don't
But as far as I'm concerned I think ya suck
You're rotten and you blow

I your guts
Oh, I wish you was dead
I your guts
You're damn right what I said

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

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

Well, it's how it works
And don't just to never end
Just when ya ya had enough
They'll bend ya and fuck ya once again

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

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

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

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

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

got their problems
And don't I you sure got yours
But you make livin'
And you it seem like a back breakin' chore

I hate guts
I wish that you was
I hate your
You got clean idea
You're damn that's what I said

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