Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Lamented

Broke dick, I'm looking for a drug
Okay, to my 12 bar (One, um.)
The beat, it like 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 fucking
The win,
killing 'em all with a
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit taylor taddling
You niggas a bunch of squares,
As far as real niggas, bitch nigga my battle's
On top of being talented, bitch I'm 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 stitched Odd and together like a leather vest
You fucking sweater neck, peck, Rosetta checks
I put together decks and push for beef, if head for
I'm out to Sydney Australia with Tim Donnelly
He gets caught up at security, the TSA don't me
Tea parties are the shit, forty mags by the
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a in his dome
your fucking heels, there's no place like home
Cock back and blast off written on the tombstone, ain't that a

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

when I can get my sucked
You know Anthony, was handling
Dropping her kids off so she could come out and dance me
Wine in the pantry, on my trampoline
Learned some new while you uncreative were sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit flow
As retarded as the of deaf people arguing
You hold the future of the kid you daughter's
Me, I the Odd Future mothafuckin' sargeaning
(Tyler the fuck down) No, I'm the fuck now
My didn't give one, that's why I'm like this now
I'm still down to cut throat and if fan asks
For a while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
I'm 'a fucking like Berman when he acts right
Then have a mental and proceed to use a crack pipe
OF will be for
will be dumb poor
Don't believe me, ok be back, I'm headed to the gun store
M-16's and them
out of nowhere
Like your wet dream,
what you mean old
Oh you really need us to fucking 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' guard doesn't hold you in custody
But luckily had a couple of guns me
Like gay step mom, of you mothafuckas 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 es Odd Future
Golf Wang, Golf Tyler? A mi me madre
Ja. y mira esa ropa, una bola de payasos mugrosos! Por favor!