Luyện nghe bài hát Terrible

Mothafucka, you don't shit do ya?
You wouldn't know shit if it it through your ugly bitch ass face
You ain't even begun to experience mothafucka
Your mamma, your
Big fat faced assed mamma
Don't even know about drama, mothafucka

Oh my God look at that, turn it up
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little
Somebody took her black thing and thug
That's terrible, he about it for months
What about that one nobody guy that they found dead in the
With his dick in his, ass, unless there was
But you won't recall because Micheal
Squeezed up on some little balls

you consider drama, it ain't all that
It's just that whack
intergalactic satellite data compress
Yes, but we can't feed the
And then big story unfolded
Everybody watched that while Oklahoma
900 good reasons why this don't really care
That's what it costs for a chair

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

Lady daah, we gotta protest
some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat
Just walked in his concert and tear 'em to
he's so fuckin' terrible
Mean while his record double and triple
'Cuz of you bout him rubbin' his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped bands
Instead of them poor people eatin' outta them garbage cans

your done with that bitch come protest me
Shit I could use the money
The hole world was cryin' when Kurt went bang
When Eazy-E died no it no thang
Rapper dies of aids but you hardly
blows his face off and becomes a legend
Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was
Maybe I should do shit so J can get paid

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't know terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

Rebel flag, in school
Rebel flag, in park
flag, in your court room
Rebel flag, in hearts
Rebel flag, stood for
flag, stood for war
Rebel flag, stood for
But just go ahead and hang your up some more
worry about my God damn flag boy
What's is you damn rappers cursin'

The country we live in was by slaves
Beat at and and stuffed in they graves
You put a owner on a 1 dollar bill
And you wanna know why I people
Bombs are blowin' up are corrupt
And all ya about is who the president fucked
You don't even know terrible, you
As soon as our wagons come over the

(What ya about terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

You don't even what the fuck
Is in store for that bitch ass of
Let me get a at that bitch ass of yours
There it is, it like a bitches ass
You bitch ass

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You don't what's terrible)

(What ya about terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)

(What ya know terrible?)

(You know what's terrible)