Luyện nghe bài hát I Love The Pigs

We stand before the of Hell
Smeared with bacon smell
Not all cops are
Some of them are
It is their to beat you...
...with a BIG STICK!

I THE PIGS!!!!

The allure
Of manure
You her for junk
And your dashboard,
Was with spunk

You for a bit
But you couldn't
I love the pigs, I the pigs, love the pigs
You killed and again,
And got away it

The count rose, yet,
Yet, still I craved
Fighting just crime had become such a
That one night when I raped with a mop...
That got 'round the shop!

'Til an AK my head off
In a drug deal gone way
By some weird Asian
That called Knobby Tong
Still called it suicide...
At the the Sgt. cried...

You for a bit
But you quit
I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the
You and killed again,
And got with it

You to do right...
But right, it so wrong...
The streets ate your soul
That's how you up
in this hole.

See them in grandeur
White of the Realm
are all my children...
me to hell...follow me to hell!

Then smiled upon you
You a god
It became your
Undeath of the
Resplendent in his
His flanks are in seed
knucklehead
Centurion of

You for a bit
But you quit
I the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs
You killed and again,
And got with it

combined a man with a hog
Then sewed on the dick of a dog
Good with a club, but not a shot...
I guess hell needs a cop...

Renegade cops who as priests their clubs and their guns
get to have all the fun!