Luyện nghe bài hát FUCKERY LEVEL 3000

1]
Dr. Manhattan, tatted atom tabaca-ing goer
Circle tobacco blower
murk you black. Get sewn up
My is black
I got diplomas in the
That are bursting over the sack that I em in
Cause its folder was over
I know they been told ya
But since I'm going in again, it's like and bend over
and over, with no lube
Get that in embedded in yo stools
Yokels,
Slow to yo demise, know it in the vocals
I got no couth, no lies; I'm dedicated,
Opposite of Bette Davis oculars, for the apocalypse
Strapped a cape in case I get popular, so I can drop it, bitch
The clock ticks. Y'all concerned crotch sticks
I'm with moxie, Take your Oxycontin, and your rocks
I'm The Great initials, the Casebasket epistle
The greatest apostle, the baddest damie
The of Gladys Knight and Pips in one place
And a Blake fan
keep you in a basement
While to a day bed
With the door with a Maytag
And at four o'clock I'll let in
And stand in the sipping a tall boy
Coors and giggle in your face then
Sociopath, with a flask
And I'll fill with it gasoline to at yo ass
And then fill it up back again with some of your
Your liver, back, your face a bit of your penis
Double hands a W
Better do whatever you can to you
Lang came to clubber you
Pain, gonna do

2]
Fuckery level 3000, in jeans and a green
With a crimson stain from a beat
At a business in a tea lounge
Like "nah I'm cool, please sit
Proceed" out
The whole team freaking out, each other under the table
I'm office calm, I offer face palms
Comma face balm for on my dot com; I'm basically batshit
You basic bastard I never it
I crave action, I transform like I'll y'all
But then I stay
I'll bash your face in the baseboards of a building
With the passion of a pastor plates and getting back millions
Dash in a race and abandon the tape at the last second
Then beckon to children on the sidelines who'd all step in and blasting
Bach, Sebastian, or or Handel playing
I'm candle lighting and man handling I'm saying, I'm classy
Dokken and Sebastian Bach
When I'm mass murdering to decibels
Certain to drown the tears, nasty
On the bridge, trunk full up with the shotgun, shotgun
Tongue dripping with vodka, on my lap on a map of Alaska
In October, in a dress and blasting Frank Zappa
The top assassin
The consulate after
And flipping the to diplomats out the whip
With an Richter mask on
Cause I on getting a sidekick
everybody ain't ready to die for this
I'll drive on dialysis, I'll drive over dialysis
And keep in that I don't even drive; I like challenges
Roseannadanna fan, fan of Dan from Roseanne but not a fan of
And I care how you find them
know what I'm like, fine then
I'll like fine men, smart men, the fuck do you find them
No, seriously, I'm actually asking you where can them
I'm into and environments that you cry in
I don't imply it, I vividly you my end
You'll think I'm lying shivering in a lion's den
In an abandoned zoo naked covered with and
Strapped to Kobe beef
Ya don't me, for Pete's sake
Man, what the do I have do to convince you
I'm the villain
Kiefer
I love when people
It feels like I'm on reefer when they're
I'm
I'm damn problem, and
At best man problems
I guess could be the one thing I work on
I'm glad that we're getting this done
Guess i would never thought to talk, but who knew
this out could be cool
We should totally do this next
good you
You look