Luyện nghe bài hát Star 6

This is for the children, this is for the
This is for cigarettes
That keep you coughing in your
Let me go on

I had a vision, it took place right on the curb
(Had a vision)
listen, I have to let this here be heard
(Everyone listen)

It was a little boy all dressed up in
(All up in orange)
It looked like he been washed
Since that boy been

Now fifteen feet
He's right in my eye
I know what to say
I damn near to cry

He said, "Who do you you are
To judge on the way I
I want you to know I'm ten old
And I'm a NorCal crook"
(Hey)

was the mission
Just make sure I could eat
after that
I'm a just a treat

But I'll be standing
these building bricks come down
We can keep rocking
Until the cops start rounds

is for the children
This is for the
This is for cigarettes
That keep you coughing in your

This is for those county
That keep you fed when you eat
This is for those
That try to you off your feet
Let me go on

I'm Marty James, I from Chico, CA.
I'm a Leo, I enjoy walks by the bay
My interests are pornographic sex
And snapping mic. necks and Duran The Reflex

My is just based on the beat
I can be Ben or I can be like Screech
up to you to what you want to see
You look deep or glance right over me

I'll still sleep but the morning comes
I'll root for the fish, I'll still root for the Mets
I still fart when I piss. I still rock this if I lost the gig
If interested in me, you can press star 6