Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

Knock knock motherfucks it's me Mr.
What, when, where, how, like who a fuck
Golf Wang M-O-B, mopping ante up
Ain't this fucking sick since brain cancer ate my Granny up
Rest in peace, her lying it, life ain't got no in it
Darker than that closet that nigga was hiding in
Open it, dope in it, Bobby my fucking pipe?
Address my dick as Ike, twenty says I hit your wife
This is life, I just want to fly some kites
Grab Salem and Slater and go around, bikes
Get some ice cream, Wang rascals toward the night
To skate around and do annoying shit older peeps despise
Nigga fuck it though, going as riga mo
Got a dollars and a couple cracker kids at shows
Cracked a couple in the head with this cast
Had a blast out Europe, had a bitch lickin' toes
That's how it goes; designing clothes, cats on everything, on everything
You think all this money will a happy me?
But I'm about as lonely as crackers that eat
Everybody's it and I keep coughing
Can't calm in this hot box and I get nauseous
Hop in the car and a song as I'm heading straight to the office
Pissed off at because that's some faggot shit called "Pink Dolphin"
I roll on a mean unicorn
Green hat,Vans, top is the team uniform
Downin' that Capri Sun, tighten my up
Something a les, I'm forgetting my damn manners cause

I am the on my own trip
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the

But when you're alone thoughts coming in
Punching in that dark light box and they rummaging
Shit you've got to battle with, that they could skedaddle
But it makes your shadow say none, it grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the Sams, we were biking it out
In a black hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of
Just to see what all that fucking is about
Now everytime you see a you think of me, eh?
everytime I see one I think what his parents would say
In saying I ate him, I wasn't present that day
I was with Whitney smoking at the dock in the Bay

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the

Do you how weird it is knowing I make a bunch of cheese
While my friends can't little pizzas from Little Caesars
And their whole is to roll up and smoke bowls
So I don't bad when they not eating
(But you still treating us you bitch)
Haley got more methods than Pinkman
I'm civil Fuck Lincoln
Preme out the bag it's no
I'm okie dokie and
And nana and Caca
If you think I'm fucking
Try talking to my shrink

(Hey)

(im here)
Yo that?
Salem
That's my
You stay the away from her alright?

I am the on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the