Luyện nghe bài hát Earl

1]
Yo, I'm a hot and astronaut crashing while
Jacking off to buffering vids of Asher Roth eating sauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with
And knock blunt ashes their caskets and laugh it off
Twisted than mad cattle, in fact I'm off
Six liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be that alarmed
When Big Lips is in the Attic Arms with an arm
Earl the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in
Puts in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat black bitches and
It so that I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and cast the shit
I'm askin' that you faggot rap take action
And get a hall for this class-act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a
Slip capsules in a glass, you dizzy
staff baffled, askin' where her ass go
In my room, the meanin' of black holes
Go on, it up; but hurry, I got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to uppercut
It's OF buttercup: go ahead, fuck us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get mother fucked
Ask her for a bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch
As well as supper; then I'll rummage her ruptured cunt
the mustard, fuckin' nosey neighbors notice somethings up
"What you doin'?" much, would shout out some other stuff
Got to bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us

2]
Get up off the pavement, wipe the and vomit off
DopeBoyz hatin' but faggots is a lotta talk
Cotton soft pussy Odd niggas is Molotov
Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your dog
Wolf we ain't barking, nah
Try talkin' on a blog with your arms cut off
Put in a carpet and watch it get off
The Ace tell daughter "We're sorry, but papa's gone, bitch"