Luyện nghe bài hát Seven

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

2]
I I got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
From Los Angee anytime I'm fucking landing
Fuck 2DopeBoyz and NahRight, shout out to Track
motherfuckers could never get rid of me
Guess I gotta do a fucking song Dom Kennedy
Get these fucking hip hop bloggers to feeling me
I'm seventeen, compose my own beats
Lyrically I'm dope to ass-fuck the dude who made nicotine
I should buy some Hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
And follow in your footsteps a motherfucking millipede
Centipede, songs about Gucci and ciggaweed
Jerk my friends like it's some motherfucking little league
No I no fucking hipster, mister
No I'm not no fucking Kid Cudi, all my fucking fans me
hits for fans screaming fuck buddies, yo, yo

3]
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and I'm probably fucking
Wasted as fuck, can't it out, DJ Unk
My nose is with coke and my license is revoked
(Shut the up!) Who the fuck told me not to spoke?
Fuck here, everybody vanished, I'm managed
Hop off my dick and a fucking 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 didn't to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF