Luyện nghe bài hát Proposition F*** You

Are you tired of out in your car
And getting sweated by the boys in
Tired of shot by your best friend and not receiving
Any medical attention of lack of insurance?

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

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

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

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

Playin' two, 'cause it enough
Got the in blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. news talking it up
Never thought 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
yes! On proposition fuck you

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

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

Filthee, Lee, steppin' casually
Middle in the air for everybody to see
Obviously you haven't read over my
"Fuck you", collectively be runnin' the

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

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

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

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

Who da farmers? senate takin' over congress
'em how to keep it on this passive judgment
Passin' on the government, no green card
By law we rock hard, hip hop

Collage, I street, hoods and guns
Take your goods and run, gettin' for fun
Give ya to bluff, so spark another blunt
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition

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

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