Luyện nghe bài hát Sing It, Shitface

Donavexx, asshole, taking shitty MC tongue, to the frozen flagpole
I fart at family functions, punches, in the face of life
I paid a grand and three hundred for my beat
My body, I it clean, by eating vegetables
While you indestructible
I made em uncomfortable
By talking bout some and how my parakeets unemployed
I enjoyed, watching old men put Pennzoil inside engines,
while eating cookies kept in
I been spoiled like the underwear thats been soiled By my when I assemble microphone kits
kids appear dome-less,
I wonder their folks did to make em think they flow swift with 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 think my shit is wack youll get your money back
And then youll the show and run into two men in funny hats
Theyll beat the fuck outta you, take your out your back pocket
After that youll swell up in the eye
Then I finish my show and go to the lot
And meet the two men, who then, put loot in my pocket
I tried jockin myself, but that didnt
After I realized that God was watching a hidden smirk
I shit a turd that stunk the for three weekends
Instead of R&B bitches, I do my with Japanese kids!

[chorus] kids singing

Edan: So it shitface!

Ooh, I love farting in the bathtub, at clubs, at
On the road, in face unload, in your eyeball
Fart while walking on the sidewalk, nightfall
To the point you spray Lysol, despite all the
That the people might say, I grab my genitals and tell em Have a day
The right way, to grab a mic is constantly
By me, and the MC that knows that unlimited, its eminent
like water splashing on the lines
Then I go to town
And on the board I post rhymes, most times
don't give a fuck what you telling me
I get excited and crash a grade spelling bee
and just as a girl named is about to win by spelling cheese
I interrupt the train of by yelling Freeze!
And when she sees that I am but a prankster
she tells the teacher, but I to go
And yank her for her title, of grade vocabulary champion
she starts to cry, I say: that's you get for tampering
with the wordsmith, with the gift
The got nervous, when I ran into his office shirtless
the purpose of terrorizing elementary schools?
I don't know, but I penetrate brain with entry tools
Narratives from the
My collection consists of twenty two copies of Aqualung
a lung is what I need to rock the venue
I do some Herculean shit on the wheels to cold end you
Got the versatility of ten dudes, next up my little friend
Serves up a chorus from the

[chorus] Japanese singing

So sing it scumbug,
This is Donavexx, a.k.a.
Signing off,