Luyện nghe bài hát Offbeat Bare-ass

Any different people can apply to the funk
It's not a country club review board talkin' junk
Many people would it others go out and grab it
trip over toots and say fuck it I'm sunk

I put it in a limerick and the slick nick verbs
I am the one who scores the
When on the road P-Nut rolls it up
Throw me a on stage what's up

I tell a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits all night for real he said if I had to hide
Then of course I wouldn't mind if he through our ride man
No uh, I'd really rather you didn't and no we don't guns hidden

We stood there for a I continue to decline
Firm, I didn't lose my
I didn't let him break me he's another human
Not a bit of shame in what we were that day

He make us stay we had our shit together
It don't matter whether we sport the dreadlocks or the head
Or if we have a sticker the Dead
I said a better verse about the roughneck curse
week I keep an even keel and bow in place
And face the music every

Never could see my homey comin' he passed
Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't
Oh by now I'm with it bare-ass in my face
I'm but Chad's like 'Uh-uh, no he isn't'
So I proceed to him get loose with the

Fartin' all over my sometimes my tummy
He fucked with my flow although I it funny
I probably care if I smoked more kind bud
But that wouldn't do me shit 'cause then he'd me more up
ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a real cool dude
He didn't believe the day would when he would get his too

But then one day right in of his face I got him
He over said, "God damn get me some water"
The one I hadn't wasted till I got mine
Smeared his nose with my funk slime
So you get it the picture just how we were then
But before I jet, "Hey yo Chad my finger man"
Oh that's right

I can see a lot of people who feel I do
I can see a lot of people who like I don't
I go on step lightly even when I'm
High jump the slumps open up for the Revy Horton
what am I displayin' forgot what I was saying
I know I must be laying a you got a gripe

With the way I get high graffix bong sing along a cry of a
sentence for a crime with no victim
When knows jail terms should be picked in
of the pain that they 'cause
Do thou wilt shall be the whole of the laws

Until you violate the rights of
Respect the space of your sister and brother
The war on drugs may be intentioned
But it fucking flat when you stop and mention
The overcrowded prisons a rapists gets paroled
To make room for a dude who has sold a pound of
To me that's a here's to good people doin' time y'all

yeah
Bare-ass
yeah
Bare-ass