Luyện nghe bài hát Toilet Mouth

Geeked-Up Records
Beats on the track
Master-Boyz here
Do you respect ? This is the answer of your question... Let's Go !

Speakin' mind, mine
Epileptic flow, goin' for the low
gonna know
Why callin' me negro
Fed up em fake ass liars
Talkin' loud 'bout poverty but burstin' homes to
offerin' some flowers
To a out the shower
And they deny it
But won't allow it
the fuck we livin' at ?
Do we all this crap ?
Dancin' brazilians, naked at the
Blowin' money like we're
Not mad, not but fuckin' disappointed
Wanna em each, wanna strap em each
You see dirty kids askin' to the streets
They get slaps, get stabbed
get pushed to the bush
Growin' up no choice but the
accuse grannies and pappies for their toss
But 99 P's on that earth caused loss
Some tryna forget sayin' that they the
from the bottom of the thing, check how much it's clear
You'll see the well that near
The taller's the of queers
Poisoned all around we sufferin'
But that motherfucka took it for
Raisin' on our land like a thief
Secretly known as a bitchy gay
out that lot called it a gift
Never but he did, all this indeed
it !
Old mommas cry but they ain't
Broken scream but they ain't heard
Healthy hopes but they all burnt
Mr. Stupid Head, next to serve ?
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Ain't of usin' my toilet mouth
Spittin' what's in our House
Country of felicity, shit, my ass
We got brains but they ditch 'em
I can't lose my
Because i the rest
force us to wear a mask
But we all know how look our