Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I swear to god the whole sucks ass
But I gotta live so I be wakin' up mad
Scratch my nut sack and outta bed with a head full of dreads
And pussy on my moustache
I eat my bowl of cereal with a straight
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how I hate Drake
I hate main stream artists 'cause I don't make they money make
It me wanna throw dishes and break plates
Flip tables and fling chairs, stare in the mirror and people out who ain't there,
it ain't
Tell 'em to say
'Cause I was sent here to rape squares who use auto-tune and gay
I take my time makin' somethin' while they buy ghost writers with a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated under-appreciated and that's a understatement
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I the whole fuckin' world 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
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 talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
I woke up mad!
Who the fuck I gotta kill to get a views?
I'll drown his ass down in a swimming pool
My friend invited me to get some food
G-Mo you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the
My whole I try to do what's right and got shitted on so now I'm too uptight
If I saw you hanging above a pit full of spikes I'd scream me your hand I'll
you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And watch you to your funny ass death
And I couldn't really a fuck less
This I'm upset, niggas gettin' gut-checked
Ain't no nugs left, I ain't smoked a blunt yet
I'm ready to have a fit, I find happiness
The world can open up a hole and suck an intergalactic dick
I jumped in the booth and I had to
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 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 so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!
Yo
I got paid but I'm still stressin'
got me fucked up from every direction
Never a fuck 'bout a presidential election
Every can die from a deadly infection
And every show hoes keep getting faker
Tryin' to meet Twiztid by doin' sexual
I know that behavior, she wants me to her
But that, hit the bitch with the death laser
I don't give a 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' Stone Cold Steve

I tee off and break your in the process
A fuckin' with a Napoleon complex
I threw a tantrum mornin' before I got dressed
Cooked some and blew up the projects
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the fuckin' world to suffer
Because I 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 face or you put a cap on the rest of the day
When I up mad
why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!