Luyện nghe bài hát Seven

1]
I'd tell him to eat a dick quicker Mexicans sprint over borders
I give a like a quarter with 20 cent
At Hamptons with Fred relaxing at Happy Camper
It's the financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxing, I'm taxing
"Fuck 'em all!" I'm chanting, complain I'm just ranting
ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot
I'm a like Carrey in "Liar, Liar"
I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy Larry
Peter Pan in my youth, fairies
I'm using my tooth bait to get that teeth paste
Fuck it, Odd Future some Nazis, black Nazis don't
We perfect, you sloppy, huddled and tacky
Fuck a on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
Screw you like a black teen on Judge
Hang thrashers and jackers
dealers and crackers, AP students and slackers
I'm backwards like Jermaine in '93
Escaping from camps with a fucking girl board and a ramp
That I ordered CCS with some diamonds that's VVS
Like I went to Sierra in a homecoming dress
With some matching pink panties, lipstick my granny
Sup on my hat like that motherfucker
White, red-headed bitch me of Annie
She dyno like my of mind, so yeah she understand me
you bunches here, never disrespect my family
That's for my little brother, sister, and my auntie
Wasted fucking youth? All you old antiques
We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from
Bitches like Tia watching Billy and Mandy
Motherfuckers wanna be Odd but you be
Sit the down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

2]
I guess I got to be a hand-me-down rapper
Los Angee area anytime I'm fucking landing
Fuck and NahRight, shout out to Hype Track
Them motherfuckers could get rid of me
Guess I gotta do a fucking song with Dom
Get fucking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me
Because I'm seventeen, my own beats
Lyrically I'm dope enough to ass-fuck the dude who nicotine
Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some skinny jeans
And follow in footsteps like a motherfucking millipede
Centipede, make songs about Gucci and
Jerk with my like it's some motherfucking little league
No I ain't no hipster, mister
No I'm not no fucking Kid Cudi, all my fucking love me
Collaboration hits for fans screaming buddies, yo, yo

3]
I'm driving in a truck, and I'm probably fucking drunk
Wasted as fuck, can't it out, DJ Unk
My nose is filled coke and my license is revoked
(Shut the fuck up!) Who the fuck me not to spoke?
Fuck everybody here, vanished, I'm managed
Hop off my dick and make a sandwich
Everybody listening can suck my dick in
you, faggot (fucking bastard)

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from to this record
I was, I was angry, probably on my period
But um, I mean to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF