Luyện nghe bài hát Grouch

Yo
I swear to god the world sucks ass
But I live here so I be wakin' up mad
Scratch my nut sack and crawl outta bed with a head of dreads
And pussy juice on my
I eat my bowl of cereal a straight face
Spacin' out, thinkin 'bout how much I hate
I main stream artists 'cause I don't make they money they make
It makes me wanna throw dishes and break
Flip tables and fling chairs, stare in the and cuss people out who ain't there,
it fair
'em to say prayers
'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 under-appreciated and that's a understatement
I woke up mad
Every mornin' I peel back the 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 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!
Who the fuck I gotta kill to get a views?
I'll drown his ass face down in a pool
My friend just 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 hanging above a pit full of spikes I'd scream me your hand I'll
you up, psyche!' (Noooo...)
And watch you fall to your funny ass
And I really give a fuck less
This mornin' I'm upset, gettin' gut-checked
Ain't no more left, I ain't smoked a blunt yet
I'm ready to have a fit, I find happiness
The world can open up a sink hole and suck an dick
I in the booth and I had to vent
Self-control, I never it
Bitch I up mad
Every mornin' I back the covers 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 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 heavily
Niggas got me fucked up every direction
Never gave a fuck 'bout a presidential
Every president can die from a deadly
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 with the death
I don't give a fuck about the pain I causin'
I'm mothafucka's out while I'm sleepwalkin'
I drink 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 with a Napoleon
I a tantrum this mornin' before I got dressed
some meth and blew up the projects
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 out of my face 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 world ass
Bitch I up mad!