Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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Gold on my silver spoon
Frosted flakes on the job
boy from that pit of goons
White that you can't rob
Yeah, at fourteen four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade with a
Pentagrams on my fake
from the thrift shop
Busta Rhymes on my feet,
back in the [?] now
Clay in my cleats, WHAT
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' like Bama
Meet girls in these Adidas
Grass stains from the walk
Cargo pants full of
Crushed in my watch pocket
No dope to [?]
up, tripped out
Tired eyed, fried
full, lips out
Mushrooms, dried
Backwoods cannot the dope
Gotta half an O in a crystal
girls in a web trap
Brainwashed liked a
Take some of this soup
Kinfolk it's me and you
mates with a twenty-two
Witchcraft and the bitch is

Light switch, nah
They the motherfucking power off
Ain't a bitch, fuck ya'll
Gotta get my neighbor up to make a call
Light switch, fuck
I'ma grab a notepad, I'mma it off
That's bitch, I'mma turn it off
Looking at this shit, like click to a light switch

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Out to my old with that tall-boy
Drink it down to the spit
Ice on the floorboard
Role models can't get
My whole was just laugh
it off and just get mad
Either way I'm up on the
for cars to throw bricks at
Anarchy is in my
Middle and pipe bombs
how I stay entertained
With no dad, right
Fishing on the hat brim
Grease my white nails
Hard truth to false world
Learned quick to fight
Give thanks to the
I'm a chef when I'm home
a cook a banana peel for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil with a big bend no smoke, hood smoke
Before the [?] I was res' with [?]
Skull up with them cross bones no place to borrow soap
Pirates out in that deep south go pop pills Pablo
Don't speak Spanish they heat
watch and them pine cops
And the black suit with mag lights
We dope boys in the pine box

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Trench coats in the
That young got an old gun
But when Pop left, got safe keys
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in that sight
Tears drop on that Jesus
Black clothes, Johnny
Come and you leave in peace
White stripes, red
White stars, night
That banner's up in that trailer
Them pigs flashing them blue
Psychological
trip and they pat you down
Stunt ya growth with a cage
That'll a grown man act a clown
Tire treads on them roads
Old school with rusty hoods
Baby seats full of crystal
High risk but the money's
Sherm sticks in the hand
Parliaments I by the case
all of this in my land
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease of the nation's pit
Oh how they just it
dropping like flies yeah
They got a plan for you, just for it
statue was a major bitch
But man I liberated
Took this shit like a beetle
I had a ball, I