Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I to god the whole world sucks 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 a straight face
out, thinkin 'bout how much I hate Drake
I hate main stream artists 'cause I don't they money they make
It makes me wanna throw dishes and break
Flip and fling chairs, stare in the mirror and cuss people out who ain't there,
it ain't
Tell 'em to say
'Cause I was sent here to squares who use auto-tune and gay snares
I take my time makin' somethin' creative while buy ghost writers with a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated slash under-appreciated and a understatement
Bitch I up mad
Every I peel back the covers 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 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 internet talking so much trash, the whole sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!
Who the fuck I gotta kill to get a million
I'll drown his ass face in a swimming pool
My just invited me to get some food
you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the mood
My whole I try to do what's right and got shitted on so now I'm too uptight
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 ass death
And I couldn't really give a fuck
This mornin' I'm upset, niggas gettin'
no more nugs left, I ain't smoked a blunt yet
I'm ready to a fit, I can't find happiness
The world can open up a sink hole and an intergalactic dick
I jumped in the and I had to vent
Self-control, I never it
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 I flash
on
Bitch I up mad
stay 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!
Yo
I got paid but I'm still heavily
got me fucked up from every direction
Never gave a 'bout a presidential election
Every president can die from a infection
And every show hoes keep getting faker
Tryin' to Twiztid by doin' sexual favors
I know that behavior, she me to save her
But fuck that, hit the bitch with the death
I don't give a about the pain I keep causin'
I'm cussin' mothafucka's out while I'm
I don't often, 'cause I take a few shots then I'm turnin' into Stone Cold Steve

I tee off and break your in the process
A fuckin' midget a Napoleon complex
I threw a tantrum this mornin' I got dressed
Cooked some and blew up the projects
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the covers and I want the whole fuckin' to suffer
I woke up mad
Don't ask me how I'm doin', get ya ass on or you gon' be the first I flash
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 internet talking so much trash, the world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!