Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Lord
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The beat it like a Kevlar,
As I my tree medlar south african,
Coughing till theres pains in my abdomen,
I negative and just like a halogen,
my more of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing them all a javelin,
i'm just raddling,
suit never taddling,
you a 'bunch of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll Odd and Future together like a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, Australia ted donnelly,
He gets up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a in his dome,
click fucking heels,
no place like home,
cock back and off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler what's up
I count (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my f*cking see,
I need a vacation all this sh*t got me stressing,
two after the showers Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston went and rented a jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
meanwhile me and Lucas f*cked up,
you can us coming like a f*ggot when the hics up,
to Commons last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
when i can get sucked,
You Casey Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she come out and dance with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
flow retardedly,
as of the sound of deaf people arguing,
you the future of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i the Odd Future mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the now my papa didn't give one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if another fan for a f*cking photo,
while i'm on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
Burning you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and to use a crack pipe,
OF be done for,
n*ggas will be poor,
believe me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like your wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really need is to show you,
how we are than finding a fucking snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
bruised and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security doesn't hold you in custody,
but had a couple of guns with me,
gay step moms,
none' you other f*ckers can f*ck me.
(Spanish Dialogue)