Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I swear to god the whole world ass
But I live here so I be wakin' up mad
my nut sack and crawl outta bed with a head full of dreads
And pussy juice on my
I eat my bowl of with a straight face
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how much I Drake
I hate main stream artists 'cause I don't make they they make
It makes me wanna throw dishes and plates
Flip tables and fling chairs, stare in the mirror and cuss out who ain't there,
it ain't
Tell 'em to say
'Cause I was sent to rape squares who use auto-tune and gay snares
I take my time makin' somethin' creative while they buy ghost writers a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated slash under-appreciated and a understatement
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' world to suffer
I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the person I flash
on
Bitch I up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!
Who the fuck I gotta to get a million views?
I'll drown his ass face in a swimming pool
My friend just invited me to get food
you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the mood
My whole life I try to do what's right and got on so now I'm too uptight
If I saw you hanging above a pit of spikes I'd scream 'Give me your hand I'll
you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And you fall to your funny ass death
And I couldn't really give a fuck
This mornin' I'm upset, gettin' gut-checked
Ain't no more left, I ain't smoked a blunt yet
I'm to have a fit, I can't find happiness
The world can up a sink hole and suck an intergalactic dick
I in the booth and I had to vent
Self-control, I practice it
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' to suffer
Because I up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first person I
on
I woke up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my face or you put a cap on the rest of the day
I wake up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world ass
Bitch I up mad!
Yo
I got paid but I'm heavily stressin'
got me fucked up from every direction
Never gave a fuck a presidential election
Every president can die from a deadly
And every show these hoes keep faker
Tryin' to meet by doin' sexual favors
I that behavior, she wants me to save her
But fuck that, hit the bitch with the laser
I give a fuck about the pain I keep causin'
I'm cussin' out while I'm sleepwalkin'
I don't drink often, 'cause I take a few shots then I'm turnin' into Stone Cold

I tee off and break your nose in the
A fuckin' midget a Napoleon complex
I threw a tantrum this mornin' before I got
Cooked some meth and blew up the
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the and I want the whole fuckin' world to suffer
Because I up mad
ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first person I flash
on
Bitch I up mad
Nigga stay the fuck out of my or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!