Luyện nghe bài hát Sharon Stoned

Fatal

I got a pocket of stones
why them call me Sharon Stoned
I got a pocket full of
That's why them call me Sharon
I got a pocket full of
Colette-rika ring me along(2x)

six in the morning,police at my
taped Chuck Taylors across the hard wood floor
and would be the day that i didn't use a pad lock,
a man in, straight looking like Maddlock
Washed his bed, on my ass i was up
i knew it i was surrounded by mad cops
oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, what do i do, do i do?
(motherfucker) nah, mother you
I ran to the bathroom and try to flush the evidence
never really evident that my was having sex
but where i my rocks is irrelevant
and the water could flush down the bowl,
officer dink head put me in a
knocked out my and broke my jaw on the sink
Malibu's most wanted, you're to the clink
that's he told me, it's a fatal instinct

Now interrogating me like i am illiterate,
I saying shit, bitch till i get a cigarette
the two way glass,
I y'all are watching me
coward ass
is a mockery
Got me bruised, and scarred
held against my will for a up charged
he says i'm moving all across border
but his proof got in the toilet water
he said he has files, pulled up my picture
and all of my lyrics are incriminating
just then my sense twitches
you never had a warrant so sianara
this molocany has been on too long
i swear i didn't do wrong
and you can't that i did any harm
and i ain't crossed my legs with no on