Luyện nghe bài hát Tron Cat

Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, the say they preferring us
Books on not giving a is what they're referring us (Wolf Gang)
Wolves, I know you heard of us, murderous
And young enough to get the priest to come and flirt with us
You niggas rap about fucking bitches and head
Instead I rap fucking bitches and getting heads
While you niggas bread, I can stack a couple dead
Bodies, red look less of a color, more of a hobby
I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a
I fuck with no permission and tend to hate shit
about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter
Then proceed to sat her down when I go in her chatterbox
Atta boy, Odd Future, not in our category
with the super soaker at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make a Chris want to kick a whore
That songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours
(Umbrella) I this, screaming fuck patience
Got a nigga shaking the calmest fucking Haitian
After chronic masturbation, asking Mary-Kate went
I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate
I this damn Bullwinkle the red moose
Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a goose
She running this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose
Until I accidentally get the saw to her head,

Victim, victim, honey, you're my one
Honey on that topping I stuff you in my system
Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my I had a threesome
You got a fucking wish? I'm a genie, it'll get done
to meet you, but it's more pleasant to eat you
With a leaf of salad and dressing pouring out a teacup
Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up a beach of leeches
more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker
Jeeper the fucking creeper, get daughter and keep her
In the jeeps the Wolf Gang rides around deeper
Take her to Ladera, now she's scared and embarrassed
Filled with terror, chop her off and tell her to run some errands
Put her eyes in a canteen, take her to the
Stare at Steve, say it costs ten to Eric
Put her in the lake, her body sinks great, now it's to fish her like Derek
Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel
And snuff and sniff, and now that Michael Jackson's to suck our dick
Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies, squaders
Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Palmer
They will catch him or catch up
They asked me what it was, I told fuckers it was ketchup
like my Chex mix, she bleeding from her rectum
Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus, sets up, yep

This the type of shit that make children in apartments
When you tell a fucking orphan you love them 'til they heart thin
(I hate you!) her 'til I carve her then I shove her in the Rover
Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's
Store her in a portable with me to Portland
me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border
I'll be the only wetback who ain't really touched the
I'll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter
(Fuck Mary) I'm awesome, and I fuck
Sicker the starving Nigerian kids barfing
Odd Future Wolf Nazi bar mitzvah
With your sister at the bar leg and arm twister
that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick
I got these cracker doctors saying, "yeah Bob, nigger's sick"
Animal safari, if I you I'm sorry
Because I'm the blackest skinhead India Arie
I don't smoke weed, so no for the matches
I fuck coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes
I plan on either for suicide or my asthma
Being the bastard in a box logo casket
Rashes on my dick licks of shishkabob Sagets
In some West glasses screaming out "fuck faggots"
Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's
Drop the beat here to make it extra

the fuck?
I'm speechless, was, fuck
Shit, Tyler, you're gonna need some
I'm not a.. it, different subject
How's girl you were telling me about?