Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Lamented

Broke dick, I'm looking for a lord
Okay, to my 12 bar (One, um.)
The beat, wears it like a
As I my tree, medlar, South African
'til there's pains in my fucking abdomen
I spit negative like a halogen
My breeze of a fucking masculine
The win,
killing 'em all a javelin
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit taylor never
You niggas a bunch of squares,
As far as niggas, bitch nigga my battle's sick
On top of being talented, bitch I'm passionate
I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, chest
I'll build on to the beat like
Remember me? Forgetfulness, I am correctionist
I stitched Odd and Future together like a vest
You fucking 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 gets caught up at security, the TSA follow me
Tea parties are the shit, mags by the scones
I'm for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your heels, there's no place like home
Cock and blast 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:
Let's see, wrong with me?
be my fucking Tourette, see?
I need a vacation all this shit got me stressing
So after the with Sandusky
Me and Sean Kingston and rented a couple jet skis
Lionel rolled the up,
so meanwhile me and Lucas fucked up
You can smell us like a faggot when he hicks up
to Common's last album 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
Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my
Learned some new chords while you were sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit retardedly
As as the sound of deaf people arguing
You hold the future of the kid you daughter's
Me, I have the Odd Future mothafuckin'
(Tyler the fuck down) No, I'm the fuck now
My poppa didn't give one, why I'm like this now
I'm still down to cut throat and if another fan
For a photo I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
I'm 'a fucking snap like when he acts right
Then a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack pipe
OF be done for
niggas will be poor
believe me, ok be right back, I'm headed to the gun store
M-16's and them
came out of
Like your wet dream,
what you old news
Oh you really need us to fucking you
we're harder than finding a fucking snickers bar in whole foods
In a black hoodie, nose and a gold tooth
Hoping the fuckin' security doesn't hold you in custody
But had a couple of guns with me
Like gay step mom, none of you mothafuckas can fuck me
Vete a la de tu mama
No mas andan aqui con sus babosadas, que Odd ni que Odd Future
Yo no se que es eso, idiotas, que es Odd Future
Golf Wang, Tyler? A mi me vale madre
Ja. y esa ropa, parecen una bola de payasos mugrosos! Por favor!