Luyện nghe bài hát Offbeat Bare-ass

Any different people can apply to the funk
It's not a country review board steady talkin' junk
Many people would it others go out and grab it
trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk

I put it in a limerick and kick the nick verbs
I am the one who the herb
When we're on the P-Nut rolls it up
me a joint on stage what's up

I tell a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match all night for real he said if I had nothing to hide
Then of course I wouldn't mind if he through our ride man
No uh, I'd really rather you didn't and no we have guns hidden

We stood there for a while I to decline
Firm, I didn't lose my
I let him break me he's just another human
Not a bit of shame in what we were that day

He couldn't us stay we had our shit together
It matter whether we sport the dreadlocks or the shaved head
Or if we have a sticker the Dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the curse
Last I keep an even keel and bow in place
And face the every minute

could see my homey comin' till he passed
Funky gas by my way all the day I laugh
Oh by now I'm chill with it in my face
I'm but Chad's like 'Uh-uh, no he isn't'
So I proceed to hear him get with the

Fartin' all over my face sometimes my
He fucked with my flow although I thought it
I wouldn't care if I smoked more kind bud
But that wouldn't do me shit then he'd fuck me more up
Crazy ill and rude but I'ze a real cool dude
He didn't believe the day would when he would get his too

But then one day right in of his face I got him
He looked over said, "God damn get me water"
The one time I hadn't wasted till I got
Smeared his nose with my armpit slime
So you get it the picture just how sick we were
But before I jet, "Hey yo sniff my finger man"
Oh right baby

I can see a lot of people who like I do
I can see a lot of people who feel like I
I go on step lightly even when I'm
High jump the open up for the Revy Horton Heat
Sweet am I displayin' forgot what I was saying
I I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe

the way I get high graffix bong sing along with a cry of a
Mandatory sentence for a crime no victim
When everybody knows terms should be picked in
Order of the pain that 'cause
Do what thou shall be the whole of the laws

Until you the rights of another
the space of your sister and your brother
The war on drugs may be intentioned
But it falls fucking flat when you and mention
The overcrowded prisons where a gets paroled
To make room for a dude who has sold a pound of
To me that's a crime here's to good doin' time y'all

Bare-ass
Bare-ass
yeah
Bare-ass