Luyện nghe bài hát Mate Ka Moris Ukun Rasik An

Dickheads shit-talk, huddled
frat-boys and prairie skinheads
or a murdered friend
who will walk a mile
in this woman's shoes.
Drink up and your abuse.
I'm humbled by it all:
busting windows and getting
around the same
(with Labonte's sister
behind the
out in her Speedos),
that I was riding no hands,
Bella was from the sting
of a Depo "family planning",
and a holocaust
her own Harbour
A my country underwrote in paradise.
25 years to the of her life.
And in the of Santa Cruz,
she her fingers behind her back.
where as fell she emerged
Built Suharto a Trojan horse and lay
a box under her arm
'til the motherfucker her north
and her uniform.
that held der of allegiance
She it at the gates
of embassy
and her echoed into a dawn
The will set my people free
as she