Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Lamented

Broke dick, I'm looking for a drug
Okay, to my 12 bar (One, um.)
The beat, wears it a kevlar
As I smoke my tree, medlar, South
Coughing 'til there's pains in my abdomen
I negative just like a halogen
My breeze more of a masculine
The win,
'em all with a javelin
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit taylor never
You a bunch of squares, Madison
As far as niggas, bitch nigga my battle's sick
On top of talented, bitch I'm fucking passionate
I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure
I'll build on to the beat tetris
Remember me? Forgetfulness, I am your
I stitched Odd and together like a leather vest
You sweater neck, feather peck, Rosetta checks
I put together and push for beef, if head for less
I'm out to Sydney Australia with Tim Donnelly
He caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me
Tea parties are the shit, forty mags by the
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like
Cock and blast off written on the tombstone, ain't that a bitch

That wasn't a 12 bar (Tyler, up, nigga?)
I can't (What's wrong?)
[Verse 2:
Let's see, what's with me?
Might be my fucking Tourette,
I need a vacation cause all this got me stressing
So the showers with Sandusky
Me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis
Lionel the blunts up,
so me and Lucas getting fucked up
You can smell us coming like a when he hicks up
Listening to Common's last to get pumped up
To ask

when I can get my dick
You know Casey Anthony, was
Dropping her kids off so she could out and dance with me
in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline
Learned some new while you uncreative were sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit flow
As retarded as the sound of deaf arguing
You hold the future of the kid you gargling
Me, I the Odd Future mothafuckin' sargeaning
(Tyler the fuck down) No, I'm the fuck now
My poppa didn't give one, that's why I'm like now
I'm still down to cut throat and if another fan
For a while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
I'm 'a fucking snap Berman when he acts right
have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack pipe
OF be done for
niggas will be poor
Don't me, ok be right back, I'm headed to the gun store
M-16's and them
came out of
Like your wet dream,
you mean old news
Oh you really us to fucking show you
That we're harder than finding a fucking bar in whole foods
In a black hoodie, nose and a gold tooth
Hoping the fuckin' security guard doesn't hold you in
But luckily had a couple of guns me
Like gay step mom, none of you can fuck with me
Vete a la casa de tu
No mas andan con sus babosadas, que Odd Future ni que Odd Future
Yo no se que es eso, idiotas, que chingados es Odd
Golf Wang, Golf Tyler? A mi me vale
Ja. y mira esa ropa, parecen una bola de mugrosos! Por favor!