Luyện nghe bài hát 85 Bucks an Hour

Chillin' at the
at the studio, 85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, on

I'm J, but my homies call me shithead
But that's my homies, to you I'm Violent J,
I put my boys on a track though they suck
"Yo dawg, I'm Dave, I give a fuck"
I did a record deal, I signed a
Technically for Island I can rap
But fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma still
Even though I got a and I sound like shit
What the was that?
Fuck it, leave it in, that shit was

You heard this 80 times and I'ma still freak it
And if you my shit don't even rhyme
at that, I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat
My shit went gold, I got fat
And you're still parking lots
You say my vocals are up too loud
So I'mma 'em up louder and I'll piss you off
Psychopathic are geniuses, get off on penises
Here comes the chorus, but I got no
Instead I'll just fuck the phonebook

Yeah, uh Sacks please?
Who is
Uh, Harry, hey, this is Anus down at the cannery uh
Dick left a bulletin, something about uh
Tou filling in his slot tonight down at the uh
We got a casement of fudge, we need as packers
we can get uh, uh Sacks

My name is Madrox and I got fat balls
I'm always in the motel halls
I got a big head that never a hat
So you ain't seen me a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich, I got a
a smash in the fender and in the back too
I got a broken and I'll smash you, bitch
Get my way, we got clown luv
Phat to the lyrical Tom Dub

It's the M O N O and I even spell the rest
It takes too and I need a fuckin' cigarette
I can't hear, my right ear's mad
So shut the up and listen or get an ass kicking
I slap and call them bitches to their face
And scream, "Now fuck off bitch, in the place"
So back up, recognize and check
'Cuz simply my dear, I don't a fuck

Yo, Mo Styles in dis peace, what's up son?

Yeah, up son
I'm for this deal, you know what I'm sayin'
I got to bust for y'all
Y'all ready for Mo
I'm to kick this flow

You ready for this shit or
Who is
Word son
I'm Mo
I'm from the hood
I got all my peoples on
We hard
(Bring it, bring it, it)

My name's 2 Dope and Shaggy
Sometimes Shaggs and some times
I get mad stupid, I mad ill
down on all 5, fuck it, I do this still
Stretch my nuts back like a sling
I 'em in your mouth
Shake my like Elvis, wiggling my pelvis
Last kid that stepped, I the camel clutch
And stretched his back like a muthafuckin' bungie

(Uh, uh, uh)

I'm Violent J back to you smile more
I let my drag on the tile floor
I kick styles for miles, my gold comes in piles
I on Belle Isle
I up deer shit and now I spit raps
I snap your 'cuz my free styles are fresh