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 outta bed with a head full of dreads
And juice on my moustache
I eat my bowl of with a straight face
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how much I hate
I hate main stream artists 'cause I 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 here to rape squares who use auto-tune and gay snares
I my time makin' somethin' creative while they buy ghost writers with a couple
of
Still I'm the most underrated slash under-appreciated and that's a
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the 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 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 trash, the whole world sucks ass
Bitch I 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
you wanna go to the... No, I ain't in the mood
My life 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 fall to funny ass death
And I couldn't give a fuck less
This mornin' I'm upset, niggas gettin'
Ain't no more nugs left, I smoked a blunt yet
I'm ready to have a fit, I can't happiness
The can open up a sink hole and suck an intergalactic dick
I jumped in the and I had to vent
Self-control, I practice it
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 gon' be the first person I
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 internet talking so much trash, the world sucks ass
Bitch I up mad!
Yo
I got paid but I'm still stressin'
Niggas got me up from every direction
gave a fuck 'bout a presidential election
Every president can die from a infection
And show these hoes keep getting faker
Tryin' to meet Twiztid by doin' sexual
I know behavior, she wants me to save her
But fuck that, hit the bitch with the laser
I don't give a fuck about the pain I keep
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 with a complex
I threw a tantrum this mornin' before I got
Cooked some meth and up the projects
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I 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 internet so much trash, the whole world sucks ass
I woke up mad!