Luyện nghe bài hát Light Switch

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Gold on my silver spoon
Frosted on the paint job
Country boy that pit of goons
White folks you can't rob
Yeah, at fourteen four-zeros of St. Ides
Fifth grade a switchblade
Pentagrams on my fake
from the thrift shop
Busta on my feet, FUCK
Daddy's in the [?] now
stuck in my cleats, WHAT
all in the J O B
Flame tip to that cheaba
Seeds poppin' like Bama
Meet girls in green Adidas
Grass stains from the home
Cargo pants of M80's
Crushed in my watch pocket
No to these [?]
Geeked up, out
Tired eyed, brain
full, lips out
Mushrooms, dried
Backwoods cannot hold the
Gotta an O in a crystal bowl
Young girls in a web
Brainwashed a vegetable
Take some of blood soup
Kinfolk it's me and you
Blood mates a twenty-two
Witchcraft and the is through

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

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Out to my old life with that
Drink it down to the spit
Ice on the floorboard
Role can't get that
My whole motto was just
it off and just get mad
Either way I'm up on the
Looking for to throw bricks at
is in my genes
Middle fingers and bombs
how I stay entertained
With no dad, right
hook on the hat brim
Grease under my nails
truth to this false world
Learned to fight well
Give to the microwave
I'm a chef when I'm home
Tryin' a a banana peel for me and Betty to smoke on
Tin foil with a big bend no smoke, hood smoke
the [?] I was packing res' with [?]
Skull up with them cross bones that's no to borrow soap
out in that deep south go pop pills like Pablo
Don't speak Spanish they heat
Crime watch and them cops
And the black suit with mag lights
We them boys in the pine box

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Trench coats in the
young man's got an old gun
But when Pop left, got them safe
age gap is a short jump
Babies all in that grave
Tears on that Jesus piece
Black clothes, Cash
Come and you leave in peace
White stripes, red
White stars, blue
That up in that trailer park
pigs flashing them blue lights
Psychological
Power trip and they pat you
Stunt ya growth with a steel
That'll make a grown man act a
Tire on them gravel roads
Old school with rusty hoods
Baby seats full of crystal
risk but the money's good
Sherm sticks in the bosses
I smoke by the case
Watching all of in my land
To the butt, nothing to waste
Grease trap of the pit
Oh how they just it
Hoods dropping flies yeah
They got a for you, just wait for it
That statue was a bitch
But man I feel
Took this like a dung beetle
I had a ball, I