Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

[Intro:
Nigga had the nerve to call me immature
Fuck you I made Odd Future for?
To wearin' fuckin' and make good decisions?
Fuck that nigga, Gang

1: Tyler]
Who the invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck
Who cries about his daddy in a blog his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you fuckin' up, and truthfully I had
And fuck Papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashin' blunts (Sorry)
of shit, like I ate that John
Come on kids, fuck class and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those kids dads and mom
With nice homes, 401k's, and nice ass
Those privileged fucks gotta learn we ain't takin' no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is with dick
I'm jealous as shit, cause I ain't got no home to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' fingers out "fuck you"
I got ten of Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be
hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
I'm fuckin' 'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm P in '96
It's fuckin' immaculate, they way daughter smackin' dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty dick inside her you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is fuckin' up the again
And showin' you and yours that breakin' is fuckin' cool again
I'm goin' than a midget jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' blunt wraps in ovaries
Punches to the stomach that bastard kid supposed to be
a mask, I want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
It's the Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, triple six
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf
Gang kill them

[Verse 2:
My love is for you mommy, you could ride in hearses
I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse
You told me life never, ever, ever get this perfect
Then you a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they singin' and the shit ain't even it
In the choir, and liars, scumbags and the dirt, bitch
You told me God was the
When I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the
I'm stuck in triangles, for my angel
Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my dangle
six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

[Verse 3:
It was hilarious, well it ain't funny now
I'll push this fuckin' pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the
I through the stomach, replace the baby with some fuckin' pounds
"My baby daddy shoot bricks, the also shoot rounds"
Cause if I shoot blanks, oops,
I'm back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank, uhh

Free Earl, that's the fuckin'
And if you disagree, suck a couple dicks
Um, Wolf Gang, that's the clique
Golf Wang them all nigga, triple six
Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all niggas bitches
We don't need y'all, The Fader's who we really with, bitch

[Outro:
And we don't fuckin' make horrorcore, you idiots
Listen deeper than the before you put it in a box,