Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the call mornin', oh no
Sometime 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, left for
Lost a friend

Now how you live with
Child, I just don't
But as far as I'm concerned I think ya suck
You're rotten and you really

I your guts
Oh, I wish you was dead
I hate your
You're right that's what I said

I hate your
And I that you was dead
Gonna dig the holy
But I'd rather run ya over my truck instead

first name should be ass
Your last name should be
Believe me when I say
See I've shit on more than twice

Well, it's how it works
And don't seems to never end
when ya think ya had enough
They'll ya over and fuck ya once again

Say I your guts
And I'm wishing you dead
Yeah, I'll be your guts
You're damn right that's I said

I your guts
I'm wishing you was
Gonna dig the myself
But I'd rather run ya over my truck instead
And start of engine

What's is mine, what's yours is mine
And that's the way it's be
If ya got a with that ya little bastard
ya come around to me

Now I've been doin' now for quite a many day
rip off your nuts
And them down your throat
And head off on my way

Money hungry and
Oh child, just downright wrong
You see you pissed me off so many
I just had to write song

Everyone's got their
And don't I know you sure got
But you make livin'
And you make it seem like a back chore

I your guts
I wish that you was
I your guts
You ain't got clean
You're damn right what I said

I your guts
I'm wishing you was
I'd dig the myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck