Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I swear to god the whole world ass
But I live here so I be wakin' up mad
Scratch my nut sack and crawl outta bed with a full of dreads
And pussy juice on my
I eat my bowl of cereal with a face
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how much I Drake
I main stream artists 'cause I don't make they money they make
It makes me wanna throw dishes and plates
Flip tables and fling chairs, in the mirror and cuss people out who ain't there,
it ain't
'em to say prayers
'Cause I was sent here to rape squares who use and gay snares
I take my time makin' somethin' creative while they buy ghost writers a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated under-appreciated and that's a understatement
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole world to suffer
I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you be the first person I flash
on
I woke 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
I woke up mad!
Who the I gotta kill 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 shitted on so now I'm too
If I saw you above a pit full of spikes I'd scream 'Give me your hand I'll
you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And watch you fall to your funny ass
And I couldn't give a fuck less
This mornin' I'm upset, gettin' gut-checked
Ain't no more nugs left, I ain't a blunt yet
I'm to have a fit, I can't find happiness
The world can open up a sink and suck an intergalactic dick
I jumped in the and I had to vent
Self-control, I practice it
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole world to suffer
Because I 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 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 still stressin'
Niggas got me fucked up every direction
Never gave a 'bout a presidential election
president can die from a deadly infection
And every show hoes keep getting faker
Tryin' to meet Twiztid by doin' sexual
I know behavior, she wants me to save her
But that, hit the bitch with the death laser
I don't give a fuck the pain I keep causin'
I'm cussin' mothafucka's out I'm sleepwalkin'
I don't drink often, 'cause I a few shots then I'm turnin' into Stone Cold Steve

I tee off and break your nose in the
A midget with a Napoleon complex
I a tantrum this mornin' before I got dressed
Cooked meth and blew up the projects
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I the whole fuckin' world to suffer
I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you 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
I wake up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole sucks ass
I woke up mad!