Luyện nghe bài hát Offbeat Bare-ass

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

I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick
I am the one who scores the
When we're on the road rolls it up
Throw me a joint on stage up

I will a cop that I know my fucking rights
And we can match wits all for real he said if I had nothing to hide
of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride man
No uh, I'd really rather you didn't and no we don't have guns

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

He couldn't make us stay we had our together
It don't matter we sport the dreadlocks or the shaved head
Or if we have a from the Dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck
Last week I keep an keel and bow in place
And face the every minute

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

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

But then one day in front of his face I got him
He looked over said, "God get me some water"
The one time I hadn't wasted I got mine
Smeared his nose with my armpit funk
So you get it the picture how sick we were then
But before I jet, "Hey yo sniff my finger man"
Oh right baby

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

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

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

yeah
Bare-ass
Bare-ass
Bare-ass