Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeons

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

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

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

Earl, goddammit, I'm in my damn pajamas
Waiting on mom to bring me the Aspirin from a trampoline
And if I pick her up, I'm and I'm fucking with no lubricant
I'm using spit, piss, or something, how old is she?
(Seventeen) This bitch is
But I'll have her face off tied and Nicholas
But anyway, give me cash fag, I'm low on gas
Aww fuck it, to jack off, go catch a fucking cab
No I'm not when I say that brother's all I have
But if you're not dying fucking bother to call me back, I'm sleep

Kill people, burn shit, fuck
Odd Future here to steer you to what the cool
Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, twice
Odd Future young enough to get priest mouth drool

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

[Outro:
you he can rap, dumb muthafucka