Luyện nghe bài hát Proposition F*** You

Are you of hanging out in your car
And getting sweated by the in blue?
Tired of getting by your best friend and not receiving
Any attention because of lack of insurance?

If these are a few problems that plague you and friends
This November when you go up
Ballot box and you see the proposition
Fuck you, you what to do

Tired of the in blue, running up on your crew
You what to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Hangin' on back in the wit
Your smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You ain't got a clue, you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition

Step into the box
Blowing up the muthafuckin' spot, of these cops
Tired of these judges, tired of the
Waitin' til the day to 'em all, Fuck you

Playin' two, 'cause it enough
Got the boyz in blue roughin' me up
On the T.V. still talking it up
thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up

Methods of Mayhem, Filthy and
I walk up in party and I'm spikin' the punch
If you've had enough, you what to do
Vote yes! On fuck you

Tired of the boyz in blue, up on your crew
You know to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

on back in the streets wit
Your smokin' weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You got a clue, fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

Filthee, Tommy Lee, steppin'
Middle finger in the air for to see
Obviously you haven't read my proposition
"Fuck you", be runnin' the opposition

Opposition, upon exposure
Our prediction, stop your bitchin' we takin'
I told ya, we more like pottery, the monopoly
We turn around that burn learn to do it properly

of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew
You know what to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

Hangin' on back in the wit
Your peeps smokin' weed, brew, who?
You got a clue, fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Go on take away welfare,
Start riots everywhere, my style she could some health care
I am well prepared, proposition you, ammunition buck you
bud a crew

Who da farmers? House takin' over congress
Show 'em how to keep it on passive judgment
Passin' on the government, no paper green
By law we hard, hip hop rockstars

Collage, I borough street, hoods and
Take your goods and run, naked for fun
Give ya food to bluff, so another blunt
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

Tired of the in blue, running up on your crew
You what to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

had it up to here with rules
Face plastered time, headline, on T.V. News
you! It's proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition