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 That nigga Filthy Wonka is an evil man
Victims get coked up and fucked in the pineal gland
Niggas say they want but the beef is canned
I thought y'all was herbivores all you niggas eating
I'm in the factory, packaging my sex
Critics say I like Tyler but I'm less dope
Man I them motherfuckers in the Death Note
Turn on the television and 'em have a damn stroke
I see the world burn and the sky explode
My goal is to kill everybody so I can die
You can about your album and how high it sold
Even though we know the shit triple styrofoam
Niggas talk that shit but they swing
I put 'em on they ass my left jab is
I'm the man people into recipes
Dissing me in the booth was the last time they was seen
Now, what know about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Steel and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the like Benihanas
On the corner selling this for twenty dollas
y'all heard of Filthy Wonka?
In child's heart, that nigga's the guilty conscience
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the harbors
Stay the fuck away, don't say we warn ya
I took the fucking instrumental hostage
Give me ten million or I'm finna off it
You in the front row get a missile dropkick
And out by my niggas in a moshpit
Split you probably met a few
I rap with the same impact of eleven
You rap like a fucking priest you
After you in the confession booth
And told the naked
Bible get rolled up and turned to ashes
I smoked a Old Testament and a pamphlet
Watch a work his match, every hour a serpent hatches
But I don't with snakes bitch I murk a dragon
Filthy Wonka grab three mags
Aim at you let 'em split your fucking head in half
I let out an epic laugh
When I die scribe "This nigga was a sav'" on my
Now, what Y'all know about Wonka?
Sipping on Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill Benihanas
On the corner selling filth for twenty dollas
Have y'all heard of Wonka?
In every child's heart, that the guilty conscience
body's off in the bay yo, the city harbors
Stay the away, don't say we didn't warn ya
There's a of chaos in the game, it's up to me to cause it
Voices me to kill Y'all, and Imma keep the promise
Fresh out the pan with the fetus omelets
A sixteen will make you drop on your and vomit
If you ain't INF Gang you can pus
From a on the pussy lip of a diseased cunt
Grab bitch by the clit then I screamed "Trump!"
Bend her over on a tree stump and her three pumps
I'm in the with the Sasquatch
If you on my niggas or my hood get your ass got
Keyboard talking about Madrox
I fold 'em in half, him into a laptop
Now let's tour the factory, all you fans
But don't touch you might get your hands chopped
You losing and it can't stop
Now the Midget dragging your body singing this in the backdrop:
Now, Y'all know about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill Benihanas
On the corner selling this filth for dollas
Have y'all heard of Wonka?
In every child's heart, that nigga's the conscience
Dropping off in the bay yo, the city harbors
the fuck away, don't say we didn't warn ya
Now, what Y'all know Filthy Wonka?
on Steel Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the grill like
On the corner selling this filth for twenty
Have y'all of Filthy Wonka?
In every child's heart, that the guilty conscience
Dropping off in the bay yo, the city harbors
Stay the fuck away, don't say we warn ya
(Wow), this shit 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 shit hanging up there?
shut up niggas! Welcome to the River of Filth: where nothing but filth flows
We don't let none of that watered-down purified bullshit taint our supply
Now stand back, The Rusty Pot approaches. Finna take you lil' niggas on a boat
ride...
Oh, at the boat!
'ey the Steam Pot!
huge!