Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Lamented

Broke dick, I'm for a drug lord
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 spit negative just like a
My breeze more of a fucking
The win,
'em all with a javelin
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit taylor taddling
You a bunch of squares, Madison
As far as real niggas, 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 correctionist
I stitched Odd and Future together like a leather
You fucking sweater neck, peck, Rosetta checks
I put together decks and for beef, if head for less
I'm headed out to Sydney Australia with Tim
He gets caught up at security, the TSA don't me
Tea parties are the shit, forty by the scones
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like
Cock back and blast off written on the tombstone, ain't a bitch

That a 12 bar (Tyler, what's up, nigga?)
I count (What's wrong?)
2: Tyler]
Let's see, what's with me?
be my fucking Tourette, see?
I need a vacation all this shit got me stressing
So after the showers with
Me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis
Lionel the blunts up,
so meanwhile me and Lucas fucked up
You can smell us like a faggot when he hicks up
Listening to Common's last to get pumped up
To ask

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