Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Truss It

Here come the
come the drums

Bass in face
Not an track
it good to the wood
So the give you some a dat
to the fax
That I and it stick
And it around
to the joint put the Buddha down

Goin' gettin' to the roots
Ain't it up
So turn me
But again I got a story
That's harder than the
of the holocaust
I'm talin' the one still goin' on
I know, where I'm from, not dum dum

From the base motherland, the place of the
Invaded by the diddie wack
the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big
of dat now I grit my teeth
So here's a to the strong
'Bout a shake of a
And the smile along wit dat

truss it
Can't it
Can't it
truss it
Can't it

Kickin' wicked
a fortune teller
'Cause the wickedness by Jack
everybody at
Divided and
For liquor and the
Smacked in the
For the other man to

Now the story that I'm kickin' is
Little rock where be
this boat
No hope I'm
Plus tackled
By the other hand swingin' the
Wearin' red, and blue, Jack and his crew
The guy's authorized beat for the brown

Man to the man, one so it teach one
to terrorize, sisters and every brother
One love who it, I know Whodini sang it
But the hater hate
That's why we gang it
of the hand
When it's from the left
I ain't trippin' watch ya step

Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it

Can't it
Can't it
Can't it
Can't it

An' I everyone, one by the one
Look come the judge
Watch it he come now

I can guess what's happ'nin'
ago, he woulda been
The ship's
me bruised on a cruise
What I got to lose, all contact
Got me on my back
Rollin' in my own
When I roll over, I over in somebody else's

90 damn days on a ship
Count 'em off
1, 2, 3, 4 at a time
Blood in the wood and mine
I'm chokin' on spit pain
Like my brain chained
Still gotta it what I got
It's hot in the day, cold in the night

But I thrive to survive, I pray to God to alive
My attitude boils up
And that ain't it, you think every quit
Still I to get my hands 'round
The of the man wit' the whip
3 pass, they brand a label on my ass
To signify,
I'm on the

Sayin' 1555, how I'm
We been livin'
Livin' ain't the
I been
got
Classify us in the
haves
'Cause all about money

When it to armageddon
I'm gettin' mine
Here I am it over Sam
427 to the
Do you
That's why hard
For the black to the land
Once

in your face
Not an eight
it good to the wood
So the
you some a dat
to the fax
That I and it stick
And it around

Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha
Goin', goin', gettin' to the
Ain't it up
So turn me
But then I got a story
That's than the hardcore
of the holocaust
I'm talin' 'bout the one still on

I know, I'm from, not dum diddie dum
From the base motherland, the place of the
Invaded by the wack diddie
the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big
Because of dat now I my teeth
So here's a song to the
'Bout a shake of a
And the smile went wit dat

Can't it
Can't it
truss it
Can't it

Can't it
truss it
Can't it
Can't it

truss it
Can't it
truss it
Can't it
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