Luyện nghe bài hát Piss On Your Grave

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

While you was
steaks
in estates,
ornate with that automate
so you hate could only spectate,
I was my mate
iron grates
while the wait,
50 cent rate for making plates.
My papermate pen
from 808 quakes
over
dug outta
that sag from
of the plates...
girls work till they ache
and their breasts lactate
you're to the bank
smilin', showin' all your plaque
contesting, 1,2,3
never shoulda put in the penitentiary
Boots The Coup would like to say
shove these foodstamps down your throat
just to your airway
and that's the fair way everyday
you're on a moola
military killin' millions 'til you low on
bodies beyond
twisted positions
their kids work in your factories
and die of
see your net profit
some murderous facts
but if you listen to the news you
it was blacks
you got us in shacks
I got the tax
how the one for when I bust my ass
and you
I'll hit your wit an axe
play soccer wit' your
to it official
your jugular vein
still writin' 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 give him dick
and when he a nut
laugh and cackle
let the leather crackle
send 'em back to pick

wouldn't 'em nil
so his stacked bills
fought on flatland and
to keep the out the till, scrill
Washington dumpin' 'em in ditches
so owning son of a bitches
could their riches
which is how the war got
two centuries of juice
from Black bodies
and the profits they
you could
these men might win
fit in
and rights then
for rich white men
so they fightin'
and wrote up a
decoration
for their operations
a gorilla nation, no freedom - just savage
now the world's ravaged
from hunger for the cabbage
Your period history teacher
lies like a tweeker
bump this through the speaker
watch they face get
'less righteous and they kickin' the facts
they gon' smile 'cause this is on wax
one thing I to ask
George Washington down in 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.
Tour guide: Well, anyway folks, continuing on the tour.
We're at the Arlington National Cemetary.
Behind all of you, right where the gentleman with the is standing,
is the grave of of America's first and greatest hero, our president --
Pants
George
hitting the ground
Ohh, uh-uhhhh.
Cameras

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knock muthafucka, yes once again
I'll make you pay for sins
in the trunk o' Benz
see an always fitted
acquitted
parasitic
cain't be off my back
wit' no speech
hands is soft as a peach
'cause you ain't did work
been rich ever
your daddy's dick squirt
you ever hurt from your back?
ducked rat-a-tat-tats?
your mama on crack?
lived in a
drank similac
so you have protein?
(just for energy
to up some mo' green?)
I could some mo' scenes
on the obscene
but I'd rather show up at palace
a mob scene
I to my accountant
who to my attorney
who counseled my financial
on a
it's fifty dollars
and that's like a sale
it costs too damn much
to let your rich ass
true liberation ain't no word in the
I'm murder 'em dead
for fish, steak and bread
you pay me 10 g's a year,
I pay you fifteen million
Sorry, you just in the budget...

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