Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes Mr. X

Here he comes, he's down the street
With his drunken and his kids that he beats
He's gonna you that life is hard
Then dump his trash in your backyard

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

There he goes, now he's on the
With his pants and Hush Puppies on
The sky is blue and the are buzzin'
He be the product of two first cousins
got a rifle and a low I.Q.
He doesn't close his mouth when he chews his

Oh please, God, strike him dead
Aim a lightning at his head
Oh please, Reverend Sun Yung
Send someone to him soon

Oh Mohammed, of Allah
Run him over with his own
Oh please, him, Shirley MacLaine
Take a pipe and in his brain

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

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