Luyện nghe bài hát Mate Ka Moris Ukun Rasik An

Dickheads shit-talk, single-file
First-world and prairie skinheads
or a murdered friend
who will walk a mile
in this woman's shoes.
Drink up and your abuse.
I'm still by it all:
busting and getting busy
the same time
(with Labonte's sister
the sportsplex
out in her Speedos),
that I was with no hands,
Bella was flinching the sting
of a Proveran "family planning",
and a spanning
her own Pearl
A prison my country in paradise.
25 years to the of her life.
And in the of Santa Cruz,
she crossed her behind her back.
where as night she emerged
Built Suharto a horse and lay still
with a box her arm
'til the motherfucker her north
and her uniform.
held der pledge of allegiance
She laid it at the
of General's
and her whisper into a dawn
The truth set my people free
as she