Luyện nghe bài hát Vats Of Urine

Behold y'all, the digital vats of
up bitches, taste our liquid gold
Err, you must yourself
First, you wreck yourself, hey man, you made a
Yes it is for I am a rap God from the moon

Everybody talkin' 'bout pistols, gats is
He with a new topic to flip you, vats of urine
All pro, the stats, his style scorin'
While you at it, double check that you're pourin'

Born of the pleads needs a P in geniuses
Broads see it, since they don't got these
Conveniences, thank God not a ho
In the studio you gotta go, you gotta go

Before you flow, make sure you or you losin'
You don't miss and let the cactus get to oozin'
If any contestant splash, he's
Even if one drip slide down the bottle side

Put a bum in a better pickle
Reality show, how far you go to get a nickel?
Let a buck
Listen by the window, you can him moanin', yuck

Remember, is garbage day
It's not the kind of stuff you to save and harbor away
Once it ripened and fermented
It takes on a bouquet that I should say is scented

Tempted by a can of Guinness
Or until we get there, say two or three minutes
Yeah, it's fresh, it's sterile
say digestible, even edible

If you was stranded out to sea, and in trouble
Survive dehydration, guzzle own cup full
Some day you may even your son
How to use it to make nitrate for gunpowder

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Join us next when we discuss disgusting enemas

He's a rap God
He's like a big log that you in your toilet
Fo' real, bow down and his knees

And I am to kick it all up in here, stand by for kickin'
I am the er, not you, you kick elsewhere
sucks man, I'm bored, me too