Luyện nghe bài hát Seven

1]
I'd tell him to eat a quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
I a fuck like a quarter with 20 cent
At with Fred Hampton relaxing at Happy Camper
It's the fucking financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxing, I'm
"Fuck 'em all!" I'm chanting, complain I'm just ranting
Fuck ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's
I'm a liar like in "Liar, Liar"
I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy like
Peter Pan in my youth, fairies
I'm my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste
Fuck it, Odd Future Nazis, black Nazis don't copy
We perfect, you sloppy, huddled and tacky
Fuck a on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett
Hang with thrashers and
Drug dealers and crackers, AP students and
I'm like Jermaine Dupri in '93
Escaping concentration camps with a fucking girl board and a ramp
That I ordered from CCS some diamonds that's VVS
Like I went to Sierra Leone in a dress
With some matching panties, lipstick from my granny
Sup on my hat that motherfucker friendly
White, red-headed bitch me of Annie
She dyno like my state of mind, so she understand me
Fuck you bunches here, disrespect my family
That's for my little brother, sister, and my auntie
fucking youth? All you old niggas antiques
We go skate, rape sluts and eat from Randy
Bitches like Tia Landry watching Billy and
Motherfuckers be Odd but you can't be
Sit the fuck down all you old niggas me, faggot

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

3]
I'm driving in a stolen truck, and I'm probably drunk
as fuck, can't walk it out, DJ Unk
My nose is filled with coke and my is revoked
(Shut the fuck up!) Who the 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 in Spanish
you, faggot (fucking bastard)

Yeah, um, as you can probably from listening to this record
I was, I was probably angry, on my period
But um, I didn't to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF