Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

Knock knock motherfucks me Mr. Clusterfuck
What, when, where, how, who gives a fuck
Wang M-O-B, mopping niggas ante up
Ain't been this fucking sick since brain cancer ate my up
in peace, her lying 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 pipe?
Address my little dick as Ike, twenty says I hit your
This is life, truthfully I want to fly some kites
Grab Salem and Slater and go around, riding
Get some ice cream, Wang rascals toward the night
To skate around and do annoying shit that peeps despise
Nigga it though, going hard as riga mo
Got a nigga dollars and a cracker kids at shows
a couple kids in the head with this cast
Had a out Europe, had a Swedish 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 it and I keep coughing
Can't calm in this hot box and I get nauseous
Hop in the car and write a song as I'm straight to the office
Pissed off at Jasper because that's some shit called "Pink Dolphin"
I roll on a mean unicorn
Green hat,Vans, Golf top is the team
Downin' that Sun, tighten my bandana up
like 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 cowboy on my own
And I am the

But you're alone thoughts start coming in
Punching in that dark box and they start rummaging
Shit got to battle with, wish that they could skedaddle
But it makes shadow say none, fuck it grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the dead Sams, we were it out
In a black hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of
Just to see what all that fucking hype is
Now everytime you see a roach you of me, eh?
Because I see one I think what his parents would say
In court saying I ate him, I present that day
I was with Whitney Sitting at the dock in the Bay

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

Do you know how weird it is I make a bunch of cheese
While my friends can't afford little pizzas Little Caesars
And their whole is to roll up and smoke bowls
So I don't feel bad when not eating
(But you treating us you punk bitch)
Haley got more methods than Pinkman
I'm never civil Lincoln
out the bag it's no wrinkles
I'm okie and loopy
And nana 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 fuck away her alright?

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