Luyện nghe bài hát Piss On Your Grave

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

While you was
T-bone
in estates,
ornate gates that automate
so those you could only spectate,
I was kissing my
through iron
while the wait,
50 rate for making license plates.
My pen shakes
vibrates 808 quakes
over
dug outta
that sag weight
of the plates...
girls work they back ache
and their con't lactate
you're to the bank
smilin', showin' all your flakes
contesting, 1,2,3
never been put in the penitentiary
from The Coup would 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 mission
military killin' millions you low on ammunition
beyond recognition
twisted 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 jugular vein
still writin' songs that my could sang
and if you feel yellow drips on your skull
it rain.

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That ass on the front of a buck
never a fuck
he forced his black women
to give him dick
and he bust a nut
he'd and cackle
let the leather crackle
send 'em back to pick

wouldn't 'em nil
so his homies bills
fought on flatland and
to the british out the till, scrill
Washington dumpin' 'em in ditches
so slave son of a bitches
keep their riches
which is how the war got
two centuries of juice
from Black bodies
and the profits they
you deduce
these men might win
fit in
and rights then
just for white men
so they quit
and up a declaration
protective
for business operations
a gorilla pimpin' nation, no freedom - just
now the world's ravaged
from hunger for the cabbage
fifth period history teacher
tellin' like a tweeker
bump this song the speaker
watch they face get
they righteous and they kickin' the facts
they gon' smile 'cause this is on wax
one thing I to ask
George Washington 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 said I love it in D.C.
guide: Well, anyway folks, continuing on with the tour.
We're here at the National Cemetary.
Behind all of you, right where the gentleman the afro is standing,
is the grave of of America's and greatest hero, our first president --
unzipping
George
Piss the ground
Ohh, uh-uhhhh.
click

(Chorus)
Knock knock muthafucka, yes once
make you pay for your sins
in the trunk o' your
see youse an always
acquitted
parasitic
cain't be burned off my
no fiery speech
your hands is soft as a
'cause you ain't never did
rich ever since
your daddy's dick squirt
have you ever hurt your back?
from rat-a-tat-tats?
seen mama on crack?
lived in a
drank baby
so you could protein?
(just for enough
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 my financial advisor
on a
it's about dollars
and that's like a sale
'cause it costs too much
to let your ass inhale
true liberation no word in the head
I'm yellin' 'em dead
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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