Luyện nghe bài hát No. 11

So we got far and you're still wonderin'
Why we do shit in our own way
(Why? Why?)

round knock out, get da fuck out
Why can't ya the way we're actin' all day?
(Die, die)

Call us strange, us strait jackets
10 ton chains won't keep us from what we believe so leave
Suspension on our is what you get
And our rage is you will receive

Twinkle, twinkle lil' star, oh, I wonder you are
You tell me nothing but I can tell you anything
I can you everything
(But you get it)

But you get it
But you get it
But you get it
But you get it

Yeah, what's your problem? me buddy
Does it feel to get fucked by everybody?
No doe for da brain ticket, so dumb, my friend
again, Mr.Wicked

Second round knock out, da fuck out
You understand da way we're actin' all day
(You get it)
All this bullshit makes me sick, to all ya punks, my dick
(You get it)

Twinkle, twinkle, little girl, a black stain in ya intact
All ya envy cannot reach and all this bullshit cannot me
teach me

Twinkle, twinkle, little girl a stain in your intact world
All ya envious can never teach me

No. 11