Luyện nghe bài hát Piss On Your Grave

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

While you was
T-bone
in estates,
ornate gates that automate
so those you hate could spectate,
I was kissing my
through grates
while the wait,
50 rate for making license plates.
My pen shakes
vibrates 808 quakes
breaks
dug outta
that sag weight
of the plates...
girls work till back ache
and breasts con't lactate
you're laughin' to the
smilin', showin' all your flakes
contesting, 1,2,3
never shoulda put in the penitentiary
from The Coup would like to say
I'll shove these foodstamps down throat
just to block your
and the fair way ''cause everyday
you're on a moola
killin' millions 'til you low on ammunition
bodies beyond
complex positions
then their kids work in your
and die of
see your net stats
hold some facts
but if you listen to the you mighta
heard it was
you got us herded in
I got the tax
how the one for when I bust my ass
and you
I'll hit your wit an axe
play soccer your brain
to make it
slice your jugular
still writin' songs that my momma could
and if you feel some yellow drips on skull
it rain.

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That ass on the front of a buck
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
'em back to pick tobacco

wouldn't 'em nil
so his stacked bills
fought on flatland and
to the british out the till, scrill
kept Washington dumpin' 'em in
so slave son of a bitches
keep their riches
which is how the war got
two centuries of juice
from Black slaves
and the they produced
you deduce
that men might win
fit in
and rights then
just for rich men
so they fightin'
and up a declaration
decoration
for their business
a gorilla pimpin' nation, no - just savage
now the world's ravaged
from their for the cabbage
Your fifth history teacher
tellin' lies a tweeker
bump this song the speaker
watch they get weaker
'less they and they kickin' the facts
they smile 'cause this shit is on wax
one I gots to ask
George Washington down in can you see me?
I'm standin' on grave
and I'm finsta a pee-pee!

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

(Chorus)
knock muthafucka, yes once again
I'll you pay for your sins
in the trunk o' Benz
see youse an always
acquitted
parasitic
be burned off my back
wit' no fiery
your is soft as a peach
'cause you ain't did work
been rich since
your daddy's dick squirt
have you ever hurt from your
ducked from
seen mama on crack?
in a pontiac?
drank similac
so you could protein?
(just for energy
to up some mo' green?)
I could paint some mo'
on the obscene
but I'd rather show up at your
a mob scene
I to my accountant
who spoke to my
who counseled my financial
on a
about fifty dollars
and that's like a sale
'cause it too damn much
to let your ass inhale
true liberation ain't no 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 ain't in the budget...

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