Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeons

[Verse 1:
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to glasses
Odd leaving even niggas in past tense
Style is patent, the measures is
Either that or they 4:4, some them fantastic
She called me fantastic, I called her a fat
Still the pussy, put the cat in a casket
The funeral service was fucking worthless, so I said a words at it
Didn't know her but I'm confirming that she gurgled dick
The Odd nigga with a spoon in your
As as a cannibal, trapped in a van of cantaloupes
Harder than granite, hoes know I'm
With the grand force of Van Damme's fist in a cannon so
Fans catch us on Animal Planet, hoes
And attacking faster than can change the channel, whoa
My dick hates sweaters so she it slow
The aftermath proves to be than hair relaxer, oh

Wave high to the Ritalin
Double S shit, swastikas on the Letterman,
Hungry at the door, bitch, let us in
Kill 'em all, O.F. is I represent
Say hi to the regiment
S shit, swastikas on the Letterman, bitch
Hungry at the door, bitch, let us in
Kill 'em all, O.F. is I represent

2]
Took the van, snatch her
Oh, you snap and scratch? Snap your fucking jabber
Wocky, a dancer, walkie-talkie Ace for back up like fag
I got class and can't take this bitch to math,
Tell the fucking teacher that this sack is filled
With snacks for after class for the whole class to up
Yeah, right, get here faster
Cause Earl's a pro rapper but amateur

Earl, goddammit, I'm still in my damn
Waiting on mom to me the Aspirin from a trampoline jump
And if I pick her up, I'm humping and I'm fucking no lubricant
I'm using spit, piss, vaseline or something, how old is
(Seventeen) This bitch is
But I'll have her face off tied and caged
But anyway, me cash fag, cause I'm low on gas
Aww fuck it, about to jack off, go a fucking cab
No I'm not lying when I say brother's all I have
But if you're not dying don't fucking to call me back, I'm sleep

Kill people, shit, fuck school
Odd Future here to you to what the fuck's cool
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat
Odd Future young to get your priest mouth drool

[Verse 3:
I don't a fuck, like a senior citizen
Shit and run back to the lab, assistance from
Sister with the biggest bumbaclot
I'm around big cause they run a lot and scream, oh
Pay him some attention, he's smart and genius
He ain't touching me Martin Sheen's penis
Y'all ain't clean as my team is meanest
amputees in the knees, Jesus
Please, just peep the method where
I take a fucking beat, strip it naked then I it
no question, Sweatshirt's OF
And you can tell by the chiseled on my forehead bitch
flyer than a bag of bats
And a fucking acrobat, I'll flip her on a mattress
Last straw, fuck that, I'm who broke the camel's
Say you want that dope shit, to Satan's cabbage patch, bitch

[Outro:
Told you he can rap, dumb