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 nigga Filthy is an evil man
Victims get coked up and skull in the pineal gland
Niggas say they want beef but the is canned
I thought y'all was herbivores all you eating plants
I'm in the factory, my sex jokes
Critics say I sound like but I'm less dope
Man I write them motherfuckers in the Note
Turn on the television and watch 'em a damn stroke
I wanna see the world burn and the sky
My is to kill everybody so I can die alone
You can brag about your album and how it sold
though we know the shit went triple styrofoam
Niggas talk that shit but they swing
I put 'em on ass my left jab is ketamine
I'm the man turning people recipes
Dissing me in the booth was the last time they was ever
Now, what know about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Reserve and plenty ganja
throw niggas on the grill like Benihanas
On the corner selling this filth for dollas
Have y'all heard of Filthy
In every child's heart, that nigga's the conscience
body's off in the bay yo, the city harbors
Stay the fuck away, say we didn't 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
personalities you probably met a few
I rap with the impact of eleven dudes
You rap a fucking priest molested you
you went in the confession booth
And told the naked
Bible verses get rolled up and to ashes
I smoked a Old and a Jehovah pamphlet
Watch a ninja work his match, hour a serpent hatches
But I don't fuck snakes bitch I murk a dragon
Filthy Wonka grab fifty-seven mags
Aim at you let 'em blast split your fucking in half
Then I let out an epic
When I die scribe "This nigga was a sav'" on my
Now, what Y'all know about Wonka?
Sipping on Steel and plenty ganja
Finna throw niggas on the like Benihanas
On the corner selling this filth for twenty
Have heard of Filthy Wonka?
In child's heart, that nigga's the guilty conscience
Dropping body's off in the bay yo, the city
Stay the fuck away, don't say we warn ya
There's a lack of in the game, it's up to me to cause it
Voices told me to kill Y'all, and keep the promise
Fresh out the frying pan with the omelets
A sixteen will make you drop on your and vomit
If you INF Gang you can drink pus
From a herpe on the pussy lip of a cunt
Grab that by the clit then I screamed "Trump!"
Bend her on a tree stump and give her three pumps
I'm in the woods with the
If you hating on my niggas or my hood get ass got
Keyboard warriors talking Madrox
I fold 'em in half, turn him a laptop
Now let's tour the factory, all you watch
But don't shit you might get your hands chopped
You losing blood and it stop
Now the Midget Army dragging your singing this in the backdrop:
Now, what know about Filthy Wonka?
on Steel Reserve and plenty ganja
Finna niggas on the grill like Benihanas
On the corner selling this filth for twenty
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 fuck away, don't say we didn't ya
Now, what Y'all about Filthy Wonka?
Sipping on Steel Reserve and ganja
Finna throw on the grill like Benihanas
On the corner selling filth for twenty dollas
Have heard of Filthy Wonka?
In child's heart, that nigga's the guilty conscience
body's off in the bay yo, the city harbors
Stay the fuck away, don't say we warn ya
Whoa (Wow), this shit is amazing (All these midgets around and shit!)
Look at the Filth Factory. It's everything I believed it was to be
Hey, nigga what the is that shit hanging up there?
Alright shut up niggas! to the River of Filth: where nothing but filth flows
We don't let none of that watered-down purified mainstream taint our supply
Now stand back, The Rusty Steam Pot approaches. Finna take you lil' on a boat
ride...
Oh, at the boat!
'ey the Rusty Pot!
huge!