Luyện nghe bài hát Porno For Pyros

Back in the line of
my style's dated is like checkin' to see if wine expired
Salut, of that bar in the car
Cheffin' up in the truck like halal
Got raps for you, I ain't talkin' gyros
Get on the mic and spit that for pyros
I'm not concerned goin' viral
Knew I'd be the
When Droogs was in the recess throwin'
Mad punches, I was spiral notebooks away
Even wrote for you to say
Now look at me
Rockin' and Lollapalooza
Get your up, loser
While we worked hard, you fought and bickered, now you
I can see malt liquor stain on your Nautica
Need to poppin' junk and pass that Henny
But don't a debacle over the bottle
Get in your head with it
Then we'll see your numbskull, should've tried to be humble
Sprayin', plagued to run up on you with a gun cocked
Stick safety pins in your like you punk rock

The kid like Sid
Dukin' your hot mom 'til my johnny get rotten seed on com
Only bustin' sex pistols from now on
in BK, that's all we play
I'm sittin', in the dark
Hit my boo up like, "When we in the park?"
Take it to the head, ball courts, finger popped the
You lames in the playin' Papa Roach
This ain't rap, it's hip-hop with a hard rock
Jethro Death Row, Death Row tone
Pull a Knight, make you drink piss
Who you you is? You ain't a thug, you listen to Incubus
Son, new break your heart
I know cats that'll murk it and take in a Stop the Violence march
Yoke up young in the elevator
And watch the on News 12 later
hot boy shit to get 'em knocked
The old heads "Chill, let him rock"
Wildin' with that death metal, desperately an alternative
Most of these kids dyin' ain't even get a to live
Go straight from to juve
'bout how they move yay, off white like a duvet
Only folk they know is the game, heard of Joan Baez
Lot of freaks goin' bi, les
I paint pictures hi-res
[?], the parachute jump light blinkin' in the
'Bout to go to my old way, true, true
You know I don't fuck with and U2

U2? I hate them mothafuckas - yo they suck! Yo happened to all the good rock music? I wanna know! Man, yo 92.3, remember that? Yo I'm 'bout to cop a guitar, Skiz 'bout to get on bass, RTC on the drums. Yo forreal, we're gonna take over. Yo we the new Alice in Chains. Yo I'm watchin' Clerks right now, on the big screen

Guy 1: beautiful, man
Guy 2: And from Russia, too
Girl: No way, part of Russia?
Guy 2: I don't fuckin' know, do I look like his fuckin'