Luyện nghe bài hát Rice Balls [Explicit]

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

I'm a nuisance
different types of abuses
I'm up in the premises
you tie your nooses
Cause all of you fucks are
And do not how to do this
I act retarded on and then put my fingers in pusses
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Oh
Oh

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

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