Luyện nghe bài hát Proposition Fuck You

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

If are a few problems that plague you and your friends
November when you go up that
Ballot box and you see the marked
Fuck you, you know to do

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

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

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

Playin' two, 'cause it ain't
Got the in blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. still talking it up
Never thought Tommy Lee could be it up

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

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

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

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

Opposition, proposition upon
Our prediction, your bitchin' we takin' over
I told ya, we like pottery, stop the monopoly
We turn around nigga's burn learn to do it properly

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, a proposition

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

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

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

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

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

I've had it up to here with
Face plastered prime time, headline, on T.V.
Fuck you! proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition