Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

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

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

But when alone thoughts start coming in
Punching in dark light box and they start rummaging
Shit you've got to battle with, wish that they could
But it makes shadow say none, fuck 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 and a bag of skittles
Just to see what all fucking hype is about
Now everytime you see a you think of me, eh?
Because everytime I see one I think what his parents say
In court I ate him, I wasn't present that day
I was with Whitney smoking Sitting at the in the Bay

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

Do you know how weird it is knowing I make a of cheese
While my friends can't afford little pizzas from Little
And their whole goal is to roll up and bowls
So I don't feel bad when they not
(But you treating us you punk 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 booboo and Caca
If you think I'm COOCOO
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 cowboy on my own
And I am the