Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I swear to god the whole world ass
But I gotta live here so I be up mad
Scratch my nut sack and crawl outta bed with a full of dreads
And pussy on my moustache
I eat my bowl of with a straight face
Spacin' out, 'bout how much I hate Drake
I hate main artists 'cause I don't make they money they make
It makes me wanna throw and break plates
tables and fling chairs, stare in the mirror and cuss people out who ain't there,
it fair
Tell 'em to say
'Cause I was sent here to rape squares who use and gay snares
I take my time makin' somethin' creative while buy ghost writers with a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated under-appreciated and that's a understatement
Bitch I up mad
mornin' I peel back the covers and I want 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
I woke up mad
Nigga the fuck out of my face or you could put a cap on the rest of the day
When I up mad
That's why I'm on the talking so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!
Who the fuck I gotta to get a million views?
I'll drown his ass down in a swimming pool
My friend just me to get some food
G-Mo you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the
My whole life I try to do what's right and got shitted on so now I'm too
If I saw you hanging above a pit full of spikes I'd scream 'Give me your hand
you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And watch you fall to your funny ass
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
I woke 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 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!
Yo
I got paid but I'm heavily stressin'
Niggas got me fucked up from every
Never a fuck 'bout a presidential election
president can die from a deadly infection
And every show these hoes keep faker
Tryin' to meet by doin' sexual favors
I know that behavior, she me to save her
But fuck that, hit the bitch the death laser
I don't a fuck about the pain I keep causin'
I'm cussin' mothafucka's out while I'm
I don't drink often, 'cause I take a few shots then I'm turnin' into Cold Steve

I tee off and break nose in the process
A fuckin' midget with a complex
I threw a tantrum this mornin' I got dressed
Cooked some meth and blew up the
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' world to
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 face or you could put a cap on the of the day
When I up mad
That's why I'm on the internet talking so much trash, the whole world ass
I woke up mad!