Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwitches

Nigga had the fucking nerve to me immature
you think I made Odd Future for?
To fucking suits and make good decisions?
Fuck that nigga, Wolf

Who the invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck
Who about his daddy and a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you fucking up, and I had enough
And fuck papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, like I ate John
Come on kids, fuck class and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those kids dads and mom
nice homes, forty one K's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks got to learn that we taking no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playing with
I'm jealous as shit, 'cause I got no home meal to come to
So, if you do, I'm throwing fingers out "fuck you"
I got ten of Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be
'preme hat the color of a leprechaun leprosy
I'm fucking 'bout it, 'bout it, I'm Master P in ninety six
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty dick her alley you
The Wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
And showing you and yours that breaking is fucking cool again
I'm going harder a midget jumping over me
Chronic youth, I'm shoving blunt wraps in ovaries
Punches to the stomach where bastard kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I want ho to know it's me, ugh

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

My love is for you mommy, you could ride in hearses
I'm in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse this?
You told me life would never, ever, ever get perfect
Then you smoke a J of weed, and his kids to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they singing and the shit ain't even it
In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt,
You me God was the answer
I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer
I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my
Kill me a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle
six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

It was hilarious, it ain't fucking funny now
I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant in the ground
I step through the stomach, replace the baby some fucking pounds
"My baby daddy shoot bricks, the nigga also rounds"
Cause if I blanks, oops, thanks
I'm right in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

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

And we don't fucking make horror-core, you idiots
Listen deeper than the music you put it in a box