Luyện nghe bài hát Teachers, Don't Teach Us Nonsense!

Good afternoon mr. (good afternoon)
Yeah, got ahh.. three problems in my class (mmmhmm)
The one is the dinco d (yeah right)
He's always zoning out, (put him in detention!)

d]
Don't ring the bell I'm not to class
bein preachers how the hell can I pass?
First day of school and zone to the rear
a blind spot view and a one leg chair
I asked when what when what when ends
The points at the door: "go be with your friends!"
Yup! my rep was in to keep in step
So I stopped to drop bombs for a
all I learned was when where why what and who
And I asked "do you think this is true? "
Out! like a strike that's three and a
Public education is makin dumber
and further away, doin it out of sight
In a the young, teacher should teach right
No class for a pupil without a but gun
Back in to pass but now in
B-ball pom-poms to cheers
Screaming for the team, who "where do we go from here? "

problem is the c brown (yeah right? )
He's always playing kazoos (uh-huh) making outrageous (right)
Ad-libs... should I do with him? (yo put him in detention too!)

[charlie
Welllll, how now brown
Make the go oooh-ahh-oooh-ahh!
is shaky, sometimes flaky
Plenty frustrating, and cake-y
ahh why? ahh
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy... I was never on
cuttin, goin to the gym
Stem and then I hear him
The one, the one, c
This extra curriculum is beating them
Ask the teachers, to teach me
I can use, they're teachin me nothin
I to comply his lies, never dies
Insides, so I
"what about the real (the real)
uncensored deal (deal)"
I must not go ahh in
I won't pass, at for the blast
the brainwash, hang out to dry
Nonsense I'm it's lies
Truth to the is necessary
damn! I'd say very
March! hut one hut two!
C'mon, march! hut hut four!
I'd say just yourself
Don't depend on school for help
and write, cause it's, evidence
Cause teachers, yo, they be teachin us

Now but not least it's a busta rhymes
(yeah I know which one talking about)
always talking to the girls, talking in class
Starting trouble, spitballs
(yeah he's a problem, uhh... detention!)

[busta
Yo!! wake up in the to a big fat wow!
get to school, on time anyhow!
In school, the epidemic
Gotta hit em back with a rhyme
Got enough beef with the who be switchin
Now I'm in school, and yo the starts riffin
This and that, and yo all irrelevant
As I get older gotta build my own
Teacher, what are you
Is it my that you're really tryin to ruin
Back of the class then I forth
The lies between us, it's time to cross
Me being the younger, him the
If we in a war, he thinks I surrender
Kids on the block just scramblin
Cause the teacher's in class just oooh
They're nonsense, teachin total nonsense
they wonder why we so disobedience
Huh, he tried to my back
Huh, I come, like black on the
and the restless, teacher don't test this
If you try to front, you'll be to get this
Pow boom bang, to the grill
the truth yo, relax and chill
Pronunciation, vexed I'm
Yo my man you better stop teachin us that

There it go that!

Alright mr. mangini, aahh, do you suggest that we do
About busta rhymes, charlie brown, and d?
(those three problems? they're gonna amount to anything anyway
Throw em all out, em)

Hell no! we won't go! and fade*