Luyện nghe bài hát Rice Balls [Explicit]

Welcome to the terror the upper echelon
Investing on these large
I got these pussy bitches wailing the Japanese
Killer whales, humpbacks, and these
I'm just to strangle these fuckers
I'm just trying to strangle these
I'm just trying to these
the beep blop, you make the beat flop
Breathing more than the seat got, so we got
The beat dropping harder than your balls at twelve, not
To mention that we harder than Viagra with a big
I'll fuck you in the mouth
I'll let you know I'm a schizo; I be hearing shit
So don't be me, cause bet your ass I'm hearing it
When I get done you I make sure that you're celibate
(Eww)
Fuck dog, I can smack E.T
And I'll fuck you with a radiator

I'm a fucking
different types of abuses
I'm running up in the
Helping you tie nooses
Cause all of you fucks are
And do not know how to do
I act retarded on stage and put my fingers in pusses
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Oh
Oh

I fuck around for like a cam whore
it to my titties, pop it off on some gay shit
I fight your dad in the parking and/or
Beat their teeth in cause they raised shit
You sound like "I never spanked my kids and I raised a piece of and I drop my kids off at soccer practice every Tuesday" This one's for the folks that be dead inside
Mini-golf champion; you got no drive,
Fuckboys my dick like a trampoline
I only work with paper a fax machine
I'm on the car's screaming like a mammal
Ripping through the flannel burning ass on my chest the camels
I'm to be an act not a role model
Don't be fucking crying when I'm smashing kid with a bottle
I'm just chilling making rice balls
I'm a simple man, I don't need a
I don't need a
I don't a microwave
I don't a microwave
I don't need a
Cause I'm already (That's not funny)

(Uh, we real music)
(We real music, we want Joji music)
(Huh, huh, huh)
Bro, I didn't even know and fake music existed
I mean, I think it's like your fault for putting that shit categories
Like, music is music; if you think this is real music that's your fucking problem
Like, who says I can't drop shit while making a culinary funny at the same time, you know?
Whatever man, your boy Pink Guy, Pink Omega; whatever the fuck you wanna call me, I don't give a fuck
at you again, still doing that wacky crazy shit bro, ain't nothing changed, so see you next time