Luyện nghe bài hát Cookie Coma

Okay,
Everybody like it's a holiday
Let me guide the way, no it fathers day
Or mothers day but the day
I had a I wasn't K
He slang that yay got done
In the rectum of the and I ain't sprung to say
don't protect them for the good
But they fuckin'
sucha bad cold dream
I'm dreamin' reality, it struggles and it battles me
They wanna fry me like they me
I'm a diamond they can't me
Through casualty I'm' actively transparent to a clarence
I probably would be deceased if it wasn't for my
Papa was a pastor, grandma the pastor's
Slit writs and swallow knives, Bitch it's super six for life
I'm too legit for life, I get a grip and die
Fuckin' take a trip and fly and come down
I be in my own world, teeth in my crown
Bitch I travel round the world, like nigga yo' town
Paper plane takin' off as it touch yo' ground
Who said the boys a never be found
You speakin' down on odd future, it's a fuckin'
in the league ho I'm a fuckin' pro now
You mainstream niggas, slow
I turn this to a ho
Wavin' that round, empty all of those rounds
On wild wild wild west shit
Death will probably be pick to exit
I'm sick of all bullshit hoes, I got responsibilities
She me as I'm fe- feelin' on her tititites
To do infinity, I'm the remedy to a
For once I this shit genially, generally
I'm takin' shots like Kennedy, like fuck the
Whatever me is meant to be, I am what I eat
pasta, rotisserie, dark meat
Smoke weed till I feel my heart
Drink like a alchohlicly fit from out the closet
The art to whoever draws it, at heart I'm an artist
Who knows his is flawless
I got affection for whatever the cause is, who caused it (lemme know, know)