Luyện nghe bài hát Terrible

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

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

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

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

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

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

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

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

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

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

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

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(You don't know terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)