Luyện nghe bài hát Toilet Mouth

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

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