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 fucking
I spit just like a halogen
My breeze more of a masculine
The win,
killing 'em all a javelin
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit never taddling
You niggas a of squares, Madison
As far as niggas, bitch nigga my battle's sick
On top of being talented, I'm fucking passionate
I'm a golden curse, me treacherous, treasure chest
I'll on to the beat like tetris
me? Forgetfulness, I am your correctionist
I Odd and Future together like a leather vest
You fucking sweater neck, feather peck, checks
I put together decks and for beef, if head for less
I'm headed out to Sydney with Tim Donnelly
He gets caught up at security, the TSA follow me
Tea are the shit, forty mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his
Click your fucking heels, no place like home
Cock back and off written on the tombstone, ain't that a bitch

That a 12 bar (Tyler, what's up, nigga?)
I count (What's wrong?)
[Verse 2:
see, what's wrong with me?
Might be my Tourette, see?
I need a vacation cause all this shit got me
So the showers with Sandusky
Me and Sean 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 faggot he hicks up
Listening to Common's album to get pumped up
To ask

when I can get my dick
You know Anthony, was handling
her kids off so she could come out and dance with me
Wine in the pantry, on my trampoline
Learned some new chords while you were sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit flow
As retarded as the sound of deaf people
You hold the future of the kid you gargling
Me, I have the Odd mothafuckin' sargeaning
(Tyler the fuck down) No, I'm the fuck now
My poppa didn't give one, why I'm like this now
I'm down to cut throat and if another fan asks
For a photo while I'm snacking on my lunchable
I'm 'a snap like Berman when he acts right
Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack
OF be done for
niggas be dumb poor
Don't believe me, ok be right back, I'm headed to the gun
M-16's and them
out of nowhere
Like your wet dream,
what you old news
Oh you need us to fucking show you
That we're harder than finding a fucking bar in whole foods
In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a tooth
Hoping the fuckin' guard doesn't hold you in custody
But luckily had a of guns with me
Like gay step mom, none of you mothafuckas can fuck 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!