Luyện nghe bài hát Terrible

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

Oh my God look at that, it up please
Poor Nancy sweet little knees
Somebody took her black and went thug
That's terrible, he heard about it for
What about that one nobody guy that they found dead in the
With his dick in his, ass, unless there was
But you won't recall because Micheal
Squeezed up on little kids balls

What you consider drama, it ain't all
It's just that whack
With satellite data compress
Yes, but we can't the homeless
And then OJ's big story
Everybody watched that Oklahoma exploded
900 good reasons why this world really care
That's what it costs for a chair

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

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

When your done with that bitch come me
Shit mothafucka I use the money
The hole world was cryin' when Kurt Cobain bang
When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no
Rapper dies of aids but you mention
Rocker blows his face off and becomes a
Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was
Maybe I do that 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, stood for
Rebel flag, for war
flag, stood for hatred
But just go ahead and hang your up some more
Don't worry about my God damn boy
What's is you damn rappers cursin'

The country we live in was built by
Beat at and murderd and stuffed in graves
You put a owner on a 1 dollar bill
And you wanna why I kill people
Bombs are 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 know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

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

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)