Luyện nghe bài hát Piss On Your Grave

(Chorus)
Uhhhh!!
I piss on your grave!
make me alright!
Yaa Yaa Yaa!!
(Repeat)

While you was
steaks
in estates,
ornate with that automate
so you hate could only spectate,
I was kissing my
through grates
the guards wait,
50 cent rate for making plates.
My papermate pen
vibrates 808 quakes
over
dug crates
that sag weight
of the plates...
girls work till back ache
and their con't lactate
laughin' to the bank
smilin', all your plaque flakes
contesting, 1,2,3
never shoulda put in the penitentiary
from The Coup would like to say
I'll shove these foodstamps your throat
to block your airway
and that's the way ''cause everyday
you're on a moola
military millions 'til you low on ammunition
bodies recognition
twisted complex
their kids work in your factories
and die of
see your net stats
some murderous facts
but if you to the news you mighta
heard it was
you got us herded in
I got the tax
how 'bout the one for when I my ass
and you
I'll hit head wit an axe
play soccer wit' brain
to make it
slice your jugular
still writin' songs that my momma could
and if you feel yellow drips on your skull
it rain.

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That ass on the front of a buck
never gave a
he forced his black women
to give him sucks
and when he a nut
laugh and cackle
let the whip crackle
send 'em back to tobacco

wouldn't 'em nil
so his homies stacked
on flatland and hill
to keep the out the till, scrill
kept Washington 'em in ditches
so slave owning son of a
could keep riches
which is how the war got
with two centuries of
Black slaves bodies
and the profits they
you could
these men might win
fit in
and make rights
just for rich men
so they fightin'
and up a declaration
protective
for business operations
a gorilla pimpin' nation, no - just savage
now the whole world's
from hunger for the cabbage
Your period history teacher
tellin' like a tweeker
bump song through the speaker
watch face get weaker
'less they righteous and kickin' the facts
they smile 'cause this shit is on wax
one I gots to ask
George down in hell can you see me?
I'm standin' on grave
and I'm take a pee-pee!

Tour Excuse me sir, did you say you have to pee?
Boots: Nah, I I love it here in D.C.
guide: Well, anyway folks, continuing on with the tour.
We're at the Arlington National Cemetary.
all of you, right where the gentleman with the afro is standing,
is the grave of of America's first and greatest hero, our president --
unzipping
George
Piss hitting the
Ohh, uh-uhhhh.
click

(Chorus)
Knock muthafucka, yes once again
I'll you pay for your sins
in the o' your Benz
see youse an fitted
always
leech
cain't be burned off my
no fiery speech
your hands is soft as a
'cause you ain't never did
been rich ever
your dick went squirt
have you hurt from your back?
ducked from
seen your on crack?
lived in a
baby similac
so you could have
(just for energy
to hustle up mo' green?)
I paint some mo' scenes
on the obscene
but I'd rather show up at palace
with a mob
I spoke to my
who to my attorney
who my financial advisor
on a
it's about dollars
and that's like a sale
'cause it costs too damn
to let rich ass inhale
liberation ain't no word in the head
I'm yellin' murder 'em
for fish, steak and bread
you pay me 10 g's a year,
I pay you million hun'ed???
Sorry, you just in the budget...

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