Luyện nghe bài hát Case of The Pta

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I can't
Why the and the teachers and everybody trying to o the kids
The young yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
I don't know what the deal is, you ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo, tell us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I don't know up
Hey yo man, it's another case of that old P.T.A., huh man

In school I wrote notes and took quotes Shakespeare
And other types of rhymes to show you that I
But things like together to you my only one
It was I can say it was another one

You would say knocking at my window
Someone's ringing my bell, song
It's two in the morning
Hey yo G, the Hell's going on?

just another case of that old P.T.A.

But the less, here goes to show my potential
And though our love was three-dimensional
One me, two you three your
Now am I to do

I had to transform into lad
around doing chores for your dad
Playing a duck, sweaters and shoes
Chilling pop just listen to the blues

And to your mom about a love for her daughter
Suggesting to me that I oughta, watch myself, inch by inch
Watch myself and use sense, so I did, hey
It didn't do a thing but a case to complain, so now I sing

It's just another of that old P.T.A.

Roar, Rhymes the mighty infamous
Always misbehaving and
Causing aggravation I'll pause
out spit balls through plastic straws, in class

In gym, I got caught at
For ligthing up the grass
Teacher, teacher, go to the
Busta Rhymes liked to the complex

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this Cheryl

The teacher try to tell me I was
No no no

I'm not with no no with suspension
A child's wickedy wild the Calbridge Hill
us just a knowledge to go talk to my mommy
Now she gets home, she's gonna wear out the body

I this relationship, the mom and teacher
When she reaches home hey yo she knows I reached ya
Okay, of today I am the new school,
my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo

It's just case of that old P.T.A.

Aah, yo hate me but the girls don't take me
Because I'm C Brown, Clown
Gettin' still aah, sometimes I yo
on the day and how I feel

Sometimes I leave an apple rotten and brown
No to be found
Poll tax on sheets, five days a
Arrive in the lunchroom, I get some sleep

But I do it, you did it
I'm suspended, you was it
And now it's to pay for the crime
That I never got caught Judge Wapner, bam take on the court

A of teachers, parents, and preachers
A principal and one kid dress in
Case of brown the board, order order
Yo twelve, verse one is a

I my case, aah
to face, aah
It was a
And was in place yo

He me guilty you have
Three hundred sixty four
Of detention to
nerve

I felt this could be from
The of the board said "Case dismissed"
As I walk out the room I them say
Aah, yeah yeah

just another case of that old P.T.A.