Luyện nghe bài hát Orange Juice

[Verse 1:
So I'm guessing there's questions that need adressing,
Like how we fresh in our and wrecking 'em
Hear new tracks, he to make a mess of 'em
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds 'em son
Lost an erection and it in an aggressive nun
Fucking chin-checking punks he's outta breath and done
No affection, doper than cess-sessions son
Chilling for a while on a pile of the of 'em
Let the crowd choose who can fucking last
the rap monger, rap monster Earl Sweat attack, conquer
Lose least, niggas lost like the blanca chica
That we picked up at the concert
Please, get out ya seat, get out ya seat, verses written scalpels
He's the junior king standing out shouting on the
How come he's not in counseling? Fucka's loud while he's asleep

Heard he was dope as Sour D. was Courage cowardly?
State Gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's Alpha
Mr. Teen and Mr. T with a mouth full of
And a full of chowder, he's chopping up all the doubters see
Now him count the bodies like bitches be counting calories

[Verse 2:
Fuck with the wolves we starting to viciously
Catch us in a of bodies where dead bitches be
Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that
That was buzzing like Woody so we get it for free
Had to duct tape the mother goose the was off
I down a hill then I had Jill jack me off
Harder than my dick when Taylor is in my basement
Cause I've been doing since Pooh fucked Christopher Robinson
Wolf Gang on my cotton like some smelly
rotten nigga picked it from a cotton gin
Do not give a f*ck I've got the of a virgin's dick
But if I did it be bigger than Earl's upper lip
Sip sizzurp, on my shizzirt

I munch a bunch of tacos Waverly's favorite wizard
The favorite nigga turned into Freddy
And that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer
From the palms of Jeffrey Dahmer, baby mamas said the
Beat like the brown lip balm that was made for
All you fucking blogging faggots yapping up that shit
I'll shove Bastard down your throat, my excrement
Them is fairies they're Peter like boysenberries
Meet the scary, turn his white ass to a Jim twin
A sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then
don't want beef, they're just overweight vegitarians