Luyện nghe bài hát Piss On Your Grave

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

you was eatin'
T-bone
in estates,
ornate with gates automate
so those you hate could spectate,
I was kissing my
iron grates
while the wait,
50 cent rate for making plates.
My papermate pen
from 808 quakes
over
dug outta
that sag weight
of the plates...
work till they back ache
and their con't lactate
you're to the bank
smilin', showin' all your plaque
contesting, 1,2,3
never shoulda been put in the
Boots from The Coup like to say
I'll shove these foodstamps down your
to block your airway
and that's the fair way ''cause
you're on a moola
military killin' millions you low on ammunition
bodies recognition
complex positions
then their kids in your factories
and die of
see net profit stats
hold murderous facts
but if you listen to the 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
hit your head wit an axe
play wit' your brain
to it official
slice your jugular
writin' songs that my momma could sang
and if you feel some drips on your skull
it rain.

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That bitch ass on the front of a
never a fuck
he forced his women slaves
to him dick sucks
and when he a nut
he'd laugh and
let the whip crackle
send 'em to pick tobacco

wouldn't 'em nil
so his stacked bills
fought on and hill
to the british out the till, scrill
Washington dumpin' 'em in ditches
so slave owning son of a
keep their riches
which is how the war got
with two centuries of
from Black bodies
and the profits produced
you could
that these men win
fit in
and make rights
for rich white men
so they quit
and wrote up a
decoration
for their operations
a gorilla pimpin' nation, no freedom - just
now the whole world's
from their hunger for the
fifth period history teacher
tellin' lies like a
bump this through the speaker
watch they face get
'less they righteous and they the facts
gon' smile 'cause this shit is on wax
one thing I to ask
George down in hell can you see me?
I'm standin' on grave
and I'm take a pee-pee!

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

(Chorus)
Knock muthafucka, yes once again
make you pay for your sins
in the o' your Benz
see an always fitted
always
leech
cain't be off my back
no fiery speech
your is soft as a peach
'cause you ain't never did
rich ever since
your dick went squirt
have you hurt from your back?
ducked from
seen your on crack?
lived in a
drank baby
so you could protein?
(just for energy
to up some mo' green?)
I could some mo' scenes
vergin' on the
but I'd rather up at your palace
with a mob
I to my accountant
who spoke to my
who counseled my financial
on a
it's fifty dollars
and that's almost a sale
'cause it costs too much
to let your ass inhale
true liberation ain't no word in the
I'm yellin' murder 'em
for some fish, and bread
you pay me 10 g's a year,
I pay you fifteen hun'ed???
Sorry, you ain't in the budget...

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