Luyện nghe bài hát Luper

Ma wake up son, good morning
I out of bed, greeted mama with a yawn and
Paused and scratched and went down to the
Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, of O.J. Simpson
Just as I was about to dig in, thought in my head
was to be attended, shit
I paid my thoughts no attention cause I wasn't trying to it with this bitch that just ended it with me
But wasn't having it
So I my bag and split out the door and saw the whore that I'd rather kick it
Seems kinda brash, but it's the hash, I mean the truth
She shit, she's the jock
I'm the horseshoe, gorgeous
When see her, jaws hit the floor so
When she left, it didn't break my heart, it my torso
Makin' my ache, stalking your Myspace
a new pic, I mean it when I say
That I hate you

But

Maybe if you in this direction
I my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest then
the fucking life rushing through my body
But you got a guy, not me, so wrist is looking sloppily
C'mon lets cut the bull like a
You me up, like last chance is all I'm really asking for
Give me one, promise id be for more
want to tab the score
I want a fam of

Not like a of four just like,
Fuck it, you aint listening to shit anyways
you

She said you rushing, you son of a Labrador
But I'm attracted to you like teeny to Apple stores
The basement is darkening, the switchblade is sharpening
The on my arm and the face on the two percent carton
See your face you fixing your breakfast
And no she's in my basement to sex with
Me, murder spree surges on with the bitch
read rip causes it's pieces they rest in