Luyện nghe bài hát Earl

1]
Yo, I'm a hot and astronaut crashing while
Jacking off to buffering vids of Roth eating apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with
And knock blunt ashes into caskets and laugh it off
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in I'm off
Six different liquors with a Prince wig on
Stop screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be alarmed
When Big Lips is in the Attic Arms an addict's arm
puts the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposing in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with
Then it like fat black bitches and catfish
It so happens I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a and put it on a hook and fuckin' cast the shit
I'm askin' you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for class-act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a
Slip capsules in a glass, you dizzy
Party staff baffled, askin' her ass go
In my room, redefinin' the of black holes
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fuckin'
It's OF buttercup: go ahead, fuck us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your fucked
Ask her for a bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade a thong, my is havin' guts for lunch
As well as supper; I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fuckin' neighbors notice somethings up
"What you doin'?" much, would shout out some other stuff
Got to bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us

2]
Get up off the pavement, wipe the and vomit off
DopeBoyz but them faggots is a lotta talk
Cotton soft pussy them Odd niggas is
Cocktails, toss one in your apartment dog
Wolf we ain't barking, nah
Try talkin' on a blog your fuckin' arms cut off
Put in a carpet and watch it get off
The Ace tell daughter "We're sorry, but papa's gone, bitch"