Luyện nghe bài hát Earl

1]
Yo, I'm a hot and bothered astronaut while
Jacking off to buffering vids of Asher Roth apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their 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 that
Big Lips is in the Attic Arms with an addict's arm
Earl the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat bitches and catfish
It so happens I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a piece and put it on a and fuckin' cast the shit
I'm that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class-act
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, the meanin' of black holes
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got nuts to
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and to fuckin' uppercut
It's OF buttercup: go ahead, with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her
Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' for lunch
As well as then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fuckin' nosey neighbors somethings up
"What you doin'?" Nothin' much, would shout out some 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 them is a lotta talk
Cotton pussy them Odd niggas is Molotov
Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your dog
Gang we ain't barking, nah
Try talkin' on a blog with fuckin' arms cut off
Put in a carpet and watch it get off
The Ace tell Shake's "We're sorry, but papa's gone, bitch"