Luyện nghe bài hát Filthy Wonka

Into the Factory... Everybody keep your hands to at all times. And don't
shit!
What the fuck can I say? That Filthy Wonka is an evil man
Victims get coked up and skull fucked in the gland
Niggas say they want beef but the is canned
I thought y'all was herbivores all you niggas plants
I'm in the factory, my sex jokes
Critics say I sound Tyler but I'm less dope
Man I write them motherfuckers in the Note
Turn on the television and watch 'em have a stroke
I wanna see the world and the sky explode
My goal is to kill everybody so I can die
You can brag about your album and how high it
Even though we the shit went triple styrofoam
talk that shit but they never swing
I put 'em on they ass my left jab is
I'm the man turning into recipes
Dissing me in the booth was the last time was ever seen
Now, what Y'all know Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Steel Reserve and ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill Benihanas
On the corner selling filth for twenty dollas
Have y'all of Filthy Wonka?
In every child's heart, that nigga's the guilty
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the harbors
Stay the away, don't say we didn't warn ya
I just took the instrumental hostage
Give me ten million cash or I'm off it
You hating in the front row get a dropkick
And stomped out by my in a moshpit
Split you probably met a few
I rap the same impact of eleven dudes
You rap like a fucking molested you
After you went in the booth
And the naked truth
verses get rolled up and turned to ashes
I smoked a Old Testament and a Jehovah
a ninja work his match, every hour a serpent hatches
But I don't fuck with bitch I murk a dragon
Filthy Wonka grab three fifty-seven
Aim at you let 'em blast split your fucking in half
Then I let out an laugh
When I die scribe "This was a sav'" on my epitaph
Now, what Y'all about Filthy Wonka?
on Steel Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill like
On the corner selling filth for twenty dollas
Have y'all of Filthy Wonka?
In every child's heart, that nigga's the guilty
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the city
Stay the away, don't say we didn't warn ya
There's a lack of chaos in the game, it's up to me to it
Voices told me to kill Y'all, and Imma the promise
Fresh out the frying pan with the fetus
A sixteen make you drop on your knees and vomit
If you ain't INF Gang you can pus
From a herpe on the lip of a diseased cunt
Grab that by the clit then I screamed "Trump!"
Bend her over on a tree and give her three pumps
I'm in the with the Sasquatch
If you on my niggas or my hood get your ass got
Keyboard warriors talking Madrox
I fold 'em in half, turn him into a
Now let's tour the factory, all you fans
But don't touch shit you might get hands chopped
You losing blood and it can't
Now the Midget dragging your body singing this in the backdrop:
Now, what Y'all about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Steel Reserve and ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill like
On the corner this filth for twenty dollas
Have heard of Filthy Wonka?
In every child's heart, that nigga's the conscience
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the city
Stay the fuck away, don't say we didn't ya
Now, Y'all know about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the like Benihanas
On the corner selling filth for twenty dollas
Have y'all heard of Wonka?
In every child's heart, that nigga's the conscience
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the city
Stay the away, don't say we didn't warn ya
Whoa (Wow), this is amazing (All these midgets running around and shit!)
Look at the Filth Factory. everything I believed it was going to be
Hey, nigga what the fuck is that shit hanging up
Alright up niggas! Welcome to the River of Filth: where nothing but filth flows
We let none of that watered-down purified mainstream bullshit taint our supply
Now stand back, The Steam Pot approaches. Finna take you lil' niggas on a boat
ride...
Oh, at the boat!
'ey the Rusty Pot!
huge!