Luyện nghe bài hát Earl

1]
Yo, I'm a hot and astronaut crashing while
Jacking off to buffering vids of Asher Roth apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes their caskets and laugh it off
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in I'm off
Six different with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be alarmed
When Big is in the Attic Arms with an addict's arm
Earl the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposing in plastic
Puts them in a pan and it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat bitches and catfish
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 actors action
And get a hall pass for this shit
How the I fit an axe in a satchel?
Slip capsules in a glass, you dizzy
Party staff baffled, where her ass go
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of holes
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got nuts to
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and to fuckin' uppercut
OF buttercup: go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her
Play a song, invade a thong, my is havin' guts for lunch
As as supper; then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fuckin' neighbors notice somethings up
"What you doin'?" Nothin' much, would out some other stuff
Got to bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us

2]
Get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and off
DopeBoyz hatin' but them is a lotta talk
Cotton pussy them 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 Shake's daughter "We're sorry, but papa's gone, bitch"