Luyện nghe bài hát Jack And The Beanstalk

They don't paint pictures, they trace me

1:]
Odd Future, I'm your sergeant
Nigga, I'm in charge, I fuck with
Cause I get it, no charge, and BBC for the low
No bargin', nigga that's a
Cow t-shirt like muthafuckin' dog
On the muthafuckin' farm with doodles
I'm making straight bitches pussy wet like a noodle
And my dick must be dog food to these poodles
Felines on the freetime, I'm tossin' salads
And I'm up they croutons, Erica to Milan
We was flyin' to Milan, was supposed to go to
Until she figured out that she don't really to bang cock
To Soho, baby, Milo so
The flow, niggas spit heat, propane
Niggas get the picture, I see,
(They don't paint pictures, they just me)

My nigga, no
No hook, fuck a

2:]
Yo, beside me, nobody me
Mainly I am not a fuckin' HypeBeast
I Supreme suck, we gnarly on our Nikes
I can wear Wranglers, with a fuckin' white T
to match, and I do sag
In fact, my hat is in tact with the Fubu over
Nigga, you over, fuck a Rover Range
And I'm a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange
And I'm the only fuckin' rapper a chain
a four finger ring like I can't spell my fuckin' name
And I go to rallies screamin' out "McCain! "
ignorant bashin' muthafuckers is my gang
And the dirty la dera I can't forget where I came
Nigga, you claim none, fan I am the teacher
White and black bitch like she's a muthafuckin'
in my pocket, I see you niggas on Easter

(It's gold) The gold is in the
(It's gold) The in the front
(It's gold) The beat's a fuckin'
(Go home) The lyric's a punk, man
(Gold) The is in the sky
(That shit's gold) The is in my mind
(It's gold) The mind is in my
The is turnin' old, so go

3:]
Synthesizer, I'm the master
Nigga, I'm a bastard, I fuck chord keys
Cause the sound lasts longer, drummer song
And a hi-hat made of plastic, sound is elastic
Nigga, you can this, unless you wanna bite back
I take my fuckin' Ritalin, this is a hype track
HypeTrack that and send it, it's a sack shit
I had you motherfuckers eatin' salad like a fat

Drop it, Ace the Creator, O.F.N, on your FM
Ace the Creator, drop the drums, nigga, thank you to