Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo

(Yeah, you alright?)

God, gracious
I can't wait to see the look on y'all faces
That boy T not his thoughts and chasten
Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew them niggas is
Cabbage was made, critic faggots was
So I told 'em that I'll the word faggot with book
And all them books is pissed off and at page in a bunch
Fuckin' attitude switch is like a book with a
But, I'm a fraud I to God when it's six triple book bashin' while
Me and my favorite archive tickle
Parker pickle pack of peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The Creator kill you with a popsicle
Cold blooded so we rock mittens so won't find him
Not kiddin' keep the Tommy on me bitch, I'm Ms.
Said I seem off, last time team talked
Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the off
Should've bought stock in it
Not Golf the little homies don't, wait
Lets weigh my
I me a mansion, that bought some attention
none to Hopsin
And Boyce Watkins
Why you mad, it's the in me
It's Facts boy i'm back Rosa Parks in their favorite seat
Videos, stage dives, popups, watching T
While y'all niggas watchin' the throne, the throne be me

If you fuck up
There are so many kids right now, listenin' to this guy
Get those wings motherfucker!
this kid's ready to fucking fly

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigger on the wall
Rap bars, jail bars, shootin' basketballs
Tyler the DARKskin, in AUStin
Cops who I was cause kids said the show was AWEsome

Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you
Do NOT this up!
You have the whole in your fucking hands

How many leaders in the
Well somebody bring the mirrors out, I'm getting lonely
and apologies, the snaps make it obvious
That everybody on this fucking lackin' confidence
How many leaders in the (Do not fuck this up!)
Well can't somebody the camera out so I can film me
See a great director vision must be blurry
Boy I give them shots like jaywalkin' in Missouri

How many in the house?
Well somebody bring my album out so I can hear one
me a drink, shit I don't know what to think
Cause all these niggas leaning like they Forest Whitaker's

How many in the house?
See why nobody got hands up, see that's the issue