Luyện nghe bài hát Motherfucker

Force fed more we eat in the wild
Grazed on a mash can suffocate a child
Bloated, promoted in an ode to style
Moistened in the feed we choke upon the bile
in the market on the geese without the bones
Hushing out the public in a without a drone
The cage became
Our sticks with stones

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Get the mother on the phone, the phone
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Motherfucker
My
You saw it

Set aside the scruples in a of strain
A smallpox-laden blanket, with stains
Inoculated bastards, pecked pain
Distemper has a hold, has a hold
We a second sip from a cup we made of bones
The it was a ruse, a trick so aptly thrown
The is that our youth was a carpet laid with stones

Get the mother fucker on the phone, the

Hello
My
You saw it

Goodbye
My
You had it

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