Luyện nghe bài hát Technical Foul

Look got to understand
Its just been me and Eleanor for years
So she gets nervous strangers
I wouldn't show that to any one

Or they try to take you two guys back to the laboratory
Listen we got in this house, and you better follow
Them or find yourself outta of here
This might be harder I thought

If you're coming from street, with dirty shoes on your
That's a foul
If you switch the radio to some music show
That's a foul
If you don't the door after using the refridgerator
That's a technical foul, a foul

If you the thermostat, you'll get hit with a bat
'Cause tha'ts a foul, you'll feel my wrath
If your hair clogs the drain, you'll the meaning of pain

that's a technical foul, Ill show you no mercy
This is such bull shit, hey in house we say bull spit
Or its a foul, a technical foul

Let me get this
You expect me to change my entire lifestyle in one
Because you guys are a couple of psychotic control
You got it bub or you can go rot in the
It's up to you Doodle

Well, I don't want to do
But let me run a few by you
So I screw up accidentally

If I don't Lysol, after moving a bowel
a technical foul, okay?
If I decide to wash my ass your monogrammed towel
That's a foul

say, hiney
If I fun of your crazy feeties
Or give cookies to Miss Diabetes
That's not technical foul, but possibly a homicide

Can I sleep three?
If you do get a T
a whizz in those flowers
I'll say hit the
Use this as a bong
Tommy Chong

Make some distance calls
You'll get a in the balls
Can I walk with my morning erection?
If you want an ejection
that's a technical foul

But I'd like to see it anyway, kidding

There are certain rules which in one's life
With sister, friends or imaginary wife
I cant believe, I haven't killed
carries over me on the court
Here with McGee, and a fury elf

Whether you're Jewish diabetic or especially
Shes and hes a troll
I see, shes strange in my royal
My imaginary is short and hairy
They took my wig, I the look in their eyes

How did my life get stuck in this shit
Why oh why won't someone my wig, wig, wig?
Guess I have to with your demands
But please don't touch me with alien hands

I got no right to
The whistle on the prowl
Without my wig, I look an owl
Oh, my God, don't at her

Or a technical foul
Or a technical foul
Or it's a foul