Luyện nghe bài hát Super Market

(tyler)
in this line at ralphs buying granola bars,
left my members card and now shit gon' have an extra charge,
this old in front of me buying a color printer,
tv dinners, tampons, soy milk thinner,
(domo)
so here i am, at the store for chips,
imma pay for with dimes, nickels, and quaters and shit,
and im still so, im trying to dip,
but cut through the line, to get out of this bitch
(tyler)
what the fuck, who the fuck this gay nigga in gucci,
drawing numbers, whatever, wood chain a Jesus,
hey you, the fuck you think you doing?
(domo)
nigga fuck you, im just ruffles,
got a lot of foo,
so why dont you fucking wipe that look on your face
(tyler)
dont make me up this place, with lightsabers and guns,
and shoot caps at knee caps to make it to run,
and put your ankles in some and pissy water for fun,
(domo)
im a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half,
look up at the after math blow fucking hash and laugh
(tyler)
im a fucking and a jedi and im from comptom,
better pick a better option, 'for these get to stompin'
chomping at your chord you fat fake kennan thompson,
like a virgin cherry faggot we can get it
(domo)
i bet you lock and drop it faggot, you aint from compton,
dumbo ears you marry poppin with the piece that was rocking,
i will fucking your ass, box logos through the glass,
ill hit you hookie you skipping class, lee would get the math,
(tyler)
oh really? youre silly, tip drills to nilly,
get them ruffles no (?) cuz kiara kill me,
im grabbing 2 kitchen and stabbing this ice cube look alike to show you a nigga with attitude,
(domo)
wait i heard about you from other nigga earl,
how you to milan and now it only likes gilrs,
ill roundhouse you, a fucking basket,
push you into a old lady plastic,
hope you get the ill stomp you into potholes,
and fill you up with shells but your used to eating tacos,
(tyler)
oh a joke, domo smoke i heard your album,
sound like some shit a wiz khalifa papa wrote,
im shit, damn somebody grab the charmin,
nevermind messages monica her nigga armin,
(domo)
swift maids, blades, made of thick incition in em',
red dot his forehead cuz rileys hinduism,
and hipsters who to be your listeners,
doobies roll booty hole alexis know the thruthie bro,
(tyler)
oh a lexus, i drive all around the wester himesphere
all of kiaras ex's,
and bet this, im a motherfucking monster, fuck talk and ill you with this fucking rocket launcher.
(domo)
when I cock the back, im aiming for Supreme hats
go to hell i mean that burn you green backs
(tyler)
you don't mean that, you ill get your back and I'll snap it
And you with that fuckin leather jacket
fall, bitch me everything
im takin all this and fleein the scene on
my evil walrus, bitch, you, im out
(domo)
im as fuck and I didn't call for all this
get on my zombie shit wait, here's my carcass