Luyện nghe bài hát P

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