Luyện nghe bài hát Earl

1]
Yo, I'm a hot and bothered astronaut while
Jacking off to buffering vids of Asher eating apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass saws
And blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twisted sicker mad cattle, in fact I'm off
Six liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screamin', bitch: you be that alarmed
When Big Lips is in the Attic Arms an addict's arm
Earl the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the of decomposing bodies 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 piece and put it on a hook and fuckin' the shit
I'm askin' that you faggot rap take action
And get a pass for this class-act shit
How the I fit an axe in a satchel?
capsules in a glass, you dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled, askin' her ass go
In my room, the meanin' of black holes
Go on, it up; but hurry, I got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fuckin'
OF buttercup: go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get mother fucked
Ask her for a couple bucks, a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' for lunch
As well as supper; then rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fuckin' nosey notice somethings up
"What you doin'?" Nothin' much, would out some other stuff
Got to fucking bounce, guess the had enough of us

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