Luyện nghe bài hát Ugliness

Come on! Yeah! Hey! All

You got an ass guy
He got a with his dick
You got a song no soul
Fucking don't a thing

He got an ugly bouzy
He got a on TV
That something
He sing for shit

And I'm trying to be a
But they all say I'm
I'm to be a person
But they all make me

This is my of an ugliness
This is my of an ugliness
This is my description of an
This is my of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness,

You got a dog face
With tit's
sucks
That's the of it

You got a bunch of fat guys
In a wrestling
Trying to fake playing music
They to be killed

And I'm trying to be a
But they all say I'm
I'm to be a person
But they all say I'm

This is my description of an
is my description of an ugliness
This is my of an ugliness
This is my of an ugliness
is my description of an ugliness

And here comes the part
Here

got the chics, the money cars and all
But ain't got no motherfuckin' balls
They got the chics, the money and all
But ain't got no motherfuckin' balls

They got a fungus on dick
got bald heads and tupees
They're in total control, total control
even parked in my space

You got a with no soul
No truth, no
Because the sucks
That's why kids blow up

needs a gun
To feelings
That be expressed by a real musician

And I'm trying to be a
But all say I'm worthless
I'm to be a person
But they all say I'm

is my description of an ugliness
This is my description of an
This is my description of an
This is my of an ugliness
Ugliness, ugliness,
I got to go out from

They got the car, the house and all
But they ain't got no motherfuckin'
You see the on MTV
And they ain't got a good VCD

Four times ugliness, ugliness,
Here we go