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 a rhyme
Yes it is for I am a rap God from beyond the

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

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

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

Put a bum in a even pickle
show, how far would you go to get a nickel?
Let alone a
Listen by the window, you can hear him moanin',

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

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

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

Funded by friends of ours who's
Join us next time when we discuss 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 about to it all up in here, stand by for kickin'
I am the kicker er, not you, you kick
This man, I'm bored, me too