Luyện nghe bài hát Terrible

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

Oh my God look at that, turn it up
Poor Kerrigan's sweet little knees
Somebody took her black thing and went
That's terrible, he about it for months
What about that one guy that they found dead in the grass
With his dick in his, ass, there was more
But you won't because Micheal Jackson
up on some little kids balls

What you consider drama, it ain't all
It's that your whack
With intergalactic satellite data
Yes, but we feed 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 wheel

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

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(You don't what's terrible)

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

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

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

Rebel flag, in your
Rebel flag, in park
Rebel flag, in your court
flag, in your hearts
Rebel flag, stood for
flag, stood for war
Rebel flag, for hatred
But just go and hang your flag up some more
Don't worry my God damn flag boy
What's is you damn rappers cursin'

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

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

You even know what the fuck
Is in store for that ass of yours
Let me get a look at that bitch ass of
There it is, it looks a bitches ass
You bitch ass

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(You don't know terrible)

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(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)