Luyện nghe bài hát Vats Of Urine

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

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

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

you flow, make sure you practice or you losin'
You don't wanna and let the cactus get to oozin'
If any contestant splash, disqualified
Even if one drip should slide down the side

Put a bum in a even better
Reality show, how far would you go to get a
Let alone a
by the window, you can hear him moanin', yuck

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

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

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

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

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