Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look you've got to
Its just been me and for sixty-seven years
So she nervous around strangers
I wouldn't that picture to any one

Or they might try to take you two guys back to the
Listen we got rules in this house, and you follow
Them or you'll find yourself outta of
This might be harder I thought

If coming from street, with dirty shoes on your feet
a technical foul
If you switch the radio to some modern show
a technical foul
If you don't shut the after using the refridgerator
That's a technical foul, a technical

If you touch the thermostat, get hit with a bat
'Cause a technical foul, you'll feel my wrath
If hair clogs the drain, you'll know the meaning of pain

Cause that's a foul, Ill show you no mercy
This is bull shit, hey in this house we say bull spit
Or its a technical foul, a technical

Let me get this
You expect me to change my lifestyle in one night
Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
It's up to you Doodle

Well, I want to do that
But let me run a few by you
So I don't screw up

If I don't spray Lysol, moving a bowel
That's a technical foul,
If I decide to my ass with your monogrammed towel
That's a technical

say, hiney
If I make fun of your crazy
Or give sugar cookies to Miss
That's not really technical foul, but possibly a

Can I sleep three?
If you do get a T
Take a whizz in those
say hit the showers
Use this as a bong
Adios Chong

some long distance calls
You'll get a kick in the
Can I around with my morning erection?
If you want an ejection
'Cause that's a technical

But I'd like to see it anyway, kidding

There are certain rules which apply in one's
With sister, friends or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I haven't myself
Respect carries over me on the
with Wigs McGee, and a fury elf

Whether Jewish diabetic or especially short
ironic and hes a troll
I see, strange in my royal carry
My imaginary wife is and hairy
They my wig, I remember the look in their eyes

How did my life get stuck in this shit
Why oh why won't someone retrieve my wig, wig,
Guess I have to deal with your
But don't touch me with your alien hands

I got no to growl
The whistle on the prowl
my wig, I look like an owl
Oh, my God, laugh at her

Or it's a technical
Or a technical foul
Or it's a foul