Luyện nghe bài hát The Secret Life Of Morgan Davis

Uh, okay, going to do a new song then
about a man named, uh
Morgan Davis,
Morgan left the house to get some Cream of
And came back with a bit more
All right, this Joe DeLorenza

His is tired, she wants to sleep
But all that Morgan wants is Cream of Wheat
He waits and when she out the lights
He through the darkness
As he slips to the

This boring and he leads of buying and selling stocks
Makes him he's growing old and tired
There's no joy or strife by passing time
In this life

He wants the lights, the Jaz, a of ass
A toothless bitch to blow him for a of crack
He cooks his junk in Gatorade
And scores a bag of chronic on the MLK

The secret and he leads it
By selling drugs keeps him up at
He's selling hash, screwing trash
Hey, he's cash, it's a whoring life

My friends are all salesman, my wife is a
There must be something bigger I can stick in my
The IRS is auditing, my is in a rut

And so he's his heat, he's blown his blow
It's coming up on sunrise and it's to go
He smells like barf, his hair's a
He wipes the coke and off his fat, hairy, chest

He stumbles home a 'Lesie' show
He will be at work in an or so
He crawls in bed with his sleeping
Just a night to up his boring life