Luyện nghe bài hát Kim

Aw look at baby girl
That's baby
Little head
Yesterday I changed diaper
Wiped you and you.
How did you get so
Can't believe it now two
you're so precious
Daddy's so of you
Sit bitch
If you again I'll beat the shit out of you

(Okay)
make me wake this baby
She don't need to see what I'm to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at
How could
Just leave me and him out the blue
Oh, what's a Kim?
Am I too for you?
Too bad bitch, gonna finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all
You to throw me out? that's fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out mind?
This couch, this T-V, this house is mine!
How could you let him in our bed?
at Kim
Look at your now!

(No!)
I said at him!
He so hot now is he?
punk!
(Why are you this?)
Shut the up!
(You're drunk! you're never going to get at this!)
You think I a fuck!
Come on we're going for a ride
(No!)
Sit up
(Well I just leave 'ey alone, what if she wakes up?)
We'll be right
Well I will you'll be in the

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So long, you did me so wrong
I don't to go on
Living in this world you

You fucked me Kim
You did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim, I was eighteen
was years ago
I thought we the slate clean
fucked up!
(I you!)
Oh God my brain is
(I you!)
are you doing?
Change the station I hate song!
Does this look like a big
(No!)
There's a year old boy lyin' dead with a slit throat
In living room, ha-ha
What you think I'm you?
You him didn't you?
(No!)
Bullshit you don't fucking lie to me
the fuck's this guy's problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, bite me
Kim, Kim!
Why you like me?
You think I'm ugly you
(It's not that!)
No you I'm ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck from me, don't touch me
I you! I hate you!
I to god I hate you
Oh my God I you
How the fuck you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the could you do this to me?

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on get out
(I I'm scared)
I get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, don't do this baby)
(Please I you, look we can just take Hallie and leave)
you, you did this to us
You did it, it's fault
Oh my God I'm up
Get a grip
Hey remember the we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all Archie
That was wasn't it?
(Yes!)
That was funny it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense, it?
You and husband have a fight
One of you to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally his Adams apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is on
His son just woke up and he walks in
She panics and he gets his cut
(Oh my God!)
So now both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it's double homicide and suicide with no
I should have known better when you started to act
We could've, hey! where you going? get here!
You run from me Kim
It's us, nobody else!
You're making this harder on yourself
Ha! ha! got you!
(Ah!)
Ha! go yell!
Here I'll with you!
Ah help!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can hear
Now the fuck up and get what's comin' to you
You were supposed to me
Now bleed! bleed!
Bleed! bleed! bleed!