Luyện nghe bài hát Proposition Fuck You

Are you of hanging out in your car
And getting sweated by the boys in
Tired of shot by your best friend and not receiving
Any medical attention because of lack of

If these are a few that plague you and your friends
This November when you go up
box and you see the proposition marked
Fuck you, you what to do

of the boyz in blue, running up on your crew
You know what to do tell 'em fuck you, it's a
you, fuck you, it's a proposition

Hangin' on back in the wit
Your peeps weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You ain't got a clue, you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Step into the box
Blowing up the spot, tired of these cops
Tired of these judges, of the rules
Waitin' til the day to tell 'em all, you

Playin' two, 'cause it enough
Got the in blue still roughin' me up
On the T.V. still talking it up
thought Tommy Lee could be fuckin' it up

Methods of Mayhem, Filthy and
I walk up in party and I'm spikin' the punch
If you've had enough, you know to do
Vote yes! On fuck you

Tired of the boyz in blue, running up on your
You know what to do tell 'em fuck you, a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition

on back in the streets wit
Your peeps weed, drinkin' brew, who?
You ain't got a clue, you, it's a proposition
you, fuck you, it's a proposition

Filthee, Tommy Lee, casually
Middle finger in the air for to see
Obviously you haven't read over my
"Fuck you", be runnin' the opposition

Opposition, proposition upon
Our prediction, stop your bitchin' we takin'
I told ya, we like pottery, stop the monopoly
We turn around that burn learn to do it properly

Tired of the boyz in blue, up on your crew
You know what to do 'em fuck you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, a proposition

on back in the streets wit
Your peeps smokin' weed, drinkin' brew,
You ain't got a clue, fuck you, a proposition
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Go on away welfare, medicare
Start riots everywhere, my style she need some health care
I am well prepared, fuck you, ammunition buck you
Gotta bud a

Who da farmers? House takin' over congress
Show 'em how to it on this passive judgment
Passin' on the government, no paper card
By law we hard, hip hop rockstars

Collage, I borough street, hoods and
your goods and run, gettin' naked for fun
Give ya to bluff, so spark another blunt
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a

Tired of the boyz in blue, up on your crew
You know what to do tell 'em you, it's a proposition
Fuck you, you, it's a proposition

I've had it up to with rules
Face plastered time, headline, on T.V. News
Fuck you! It's
Fuck you, fuck you, it's a