Luyện nghe bài hát Sing It, Shitface

Donavexx, asshole, taking shitty MC tongue, to the frozen flagpole
I fart at family functions, landin punches, in the of life
I paid a grand and three hundred for my beat
My body, I keeps it clean, by eating
While you claim
I made em uncomfortable
By talking bout hemorrhoids and how my parakeets unemployed
I enjoyed, watching old men put Pennzoil their engines,
while cookies kept in tinfoil
I been like the underwear thats been soiled By my opponents when I assemble microphone kits
Most appear dome-less,
I wonder their folks did to make em think flow swift with broken focus
hymns are sung while my guitar is strung, and then plucked, to make a hip hop
purist up
its 10 bucks to come and see me at a show
But when I stage-dive into you wont care about the dough
But if you still think my shit is wack get your money back
And then leave the show and run into two men in funny hats
Theyll beat the outta you, take your wallet out your back pocket
After that swell up in the eye sockets
Then I my show and go to the parking lot
And meet the two men, who then, put your in my pocket
I tried jockin myself, but didnt work
After I realized that God was watching with a hidden
I shit a turd that stunk the house for three
Instead of R&B bitches, I do my with Japanese kids!

Japanese kids singing

Edan: So it shitface!

Ooh, I farting in the bathtub, at clubs, at home
On the road, in your face unload, in eyeball
Fart while walking on the sidewalk, after
To the you spray Lysol, despite all the things
That the people might say, I grab my and tell em Have a nice day
The right way, to grab a mic is exhibited
By me, and the MC that knows that unlimited, its eminent
like water splashing on the coast
I go to town meetings
And on the bulletin I post rhymes, most times
give a fuck bout what you telling me
I get and crash a third grade spelling bee
and just as a girl Bethany is about to win by spelling cheese
I interrupt the train of thought by Freeze!
And when she sees I am nothing but a prankster
she the teacher, but I proceed to go
And yank her for her title, of third grade vocabulary
she starts to cry, I say: that's you get for tampering
the wordsmith, with the verb gift
The got nervous, when I ran into his office shirtless
the purpose of terrorizing elementary schools?
I know, but I penetrate your brain with entry tools
Narratives from the
My collection consists of twenty two copies of Aqualung
Half a lung is what I need to rock the
I then do some Herculean on the wheels to cold end you
Got the of ten dudes, next up my little shitfaced friend
Serves up a from the menu

[chorus] kids singing

So it scumbug, yeahhhh
is Donavexx, a.k.a. Edan
Signing off,