Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes Mr. X

Here he comes, he's coming the street
With his drunken wife and his kids that he
He's gonna tell you that is hard
Then he'll dump his in your backyard

You'll here of talk about the racially pure
When Mr. X in next door
Just a walk on the ignorant side
And you'll get to see what on in his mind
Just take a walk on the ignorant
And you'll get to see through his

he goes, now he's on the lawn
With his Sans-a-belt pants and Puppies on
The sky is blue and the bees are
He must be the product of two first
got a rifle and a low I.Q.
He doesn't close his mouth when he his food

Oh please, God, strike him dead
Aim a lightning bolt at his
Oh please, Sun Yung Moon
Send to kill him soon

Oh Mohammed, prophet of
Run him with his own Impala
Oh please, kill him, Shirley
Take a and bash in his brain

Here he comes, driving the block
Sticking in your mailbox
Inviting kids to aryan youth camp
Moving his ammo when his basement gets
Training his dog to your cat
Hitting your mower a baseball bat

Here he comes your life
about as much charm as a Bowie knife
He'll swim in your pool you're not home
And steal tools and your garden gnome
Here he comes, coming the street
With his drunken wife and his kids be beats