Luyện nghe bài hát Terrible

Mothafucka, you don't know do ya?
You wouldn't know shit if it whipped it through ugly bitch ass face
You ain't even begun to experience drama
Your mamma, your
Big fat chicken faced assed
Don't even know about drama, mothafucka

Oh my God look at that, turn it up
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet knees
Somebody took her black thing and went
That's terrible, he about it for months
about that one nobody guy that they found dead in the grass
With his in his, ass, unless there was more
But you won't recall because Jackson
Squeezed up on some kids balls

What you drama, it ain't all that
just that your whack
With intergalactic satellite data
Yes, but we can't the homeless
And then OJ's big unfolded
Everybody watched that while Oklahoma
900 good reasons why this world really care
what it costs for a wheel chair

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

Lady daah, we protest that
'Cuz some rock and ninja bit the head off a rat
Just walked in his concert and tear 'em to
'Cuz so fuckin' terrible
Mean his record sells double and triple
'Cuz of you whinin' bout him his nipple
Shit, you helped them bands
Instead of helpin' them poor people eatin' them garbage cans

When your done with bitch come protest me
Shit I could use the money
The hole world was cryin' when Cobain went bang
Eazy-E died no it wasn't no thang
Rapper dies of aids but you mention
Rocker blows his face off and becomes a
Heroine and a gun and a hero was made
Maybe I should do shit so J can get paid

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

flag, in your school
Rebel flag, in your
Rebel flag, in court room
Rebel flag, in your
Rebel flag, for slavery
Rebel flag, for war
flag, stood for hatred
But just go ahead and hang your flag up some
Don't worry about my God damn boy
terrible is you damn rappers cursin'

The country we live in was by slaves
Beat at and murderd and stuffed in graves
You put a slave owner on a 1 dollar
And you wanna know why I kill
are blowin' up cops are corrupt
And all ya care is who the president fucked
You don't even know terrible, you
As soon as our wagons over the hill

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

You don't even know the fuck
Is in store for that ass of yours
Let me get a look at that ass of yours
There it is, it like a bitches ass
You bitch ass

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)