Luyện nghe bài hát No. 11

So we got this far and you're wonderin'
Why we do shit in our own way
(Why? Why?)

First round knock out, get da out
Why ya understand the way we're actin' all day?
(Die, die)

Call us strange, give us jackets
10 ton chains won't keep us away from we believe so leave
on our playground is what you get
And our rage is what you receive

Twinkle, twinkle lil' star, oh, I where you are
You can't tell me but I can tell you anything
I can you everything
(But you get it)

But you get it
But you get it
But you get it
But you get it

Yeah, what's your problem? Tell me
Does it feel to get fucked by everybody?
No doe for da brain ticket, it's so dumb, my
again, Mr.Wicked

Second knock out, stay da fuck out
You won't da way we're actin' all day
(You get it)
All this bullshit makes me sick, to all ya punks, suck my
(You get it)

Twinkle, twinkle, girl, a black stain in ya intact world
All ya envy cannot reach and all bullshit cannot teach me
teach me

Twinkle, twinkle, little a black stain in your intact world
All ya envious can never teach me

No. 11