Luyện nghe bài hát A Crowd Killer

I'm an anarchist, no wait, I'm an
Couldn't find a third six of my scalp so I used a
Scratched it in, I'm wasted, getting trashed
An active ten, laughing and friends

Selling dust to kids is how I to spend the day
'Cause I was only trying to live Tim McVay
I respect lib by letting them get their mace off
My are hungry so I flick em with cutting your face off

Follow my lead, weed and bleed sloppy
If you see me selling out in the store one copy
Jump in the crowd and start swinging the
dismember all you high-tech spy kids with a swordfish

See cats in the streets off TV, they all bitch
with a mic wanna battle, they all shit
So I push cop killers and things, they call
Then let off one in the crowds, they all

My career's low on gas, I'm the rapper in sight
A suicidal failure like ex-wife
One day got too and sliced open two wrists
I punch lines there's coke all over my two fists

Look off over crowd, connect nicotine
Then find your dug out like the headrest where them screens was
Fuck your six, I got sixteen
Anymore patient when they switched me to out-patient

the hospital and dissed my whole crew
Even pop the deal and walked out when I was two
Get slammed in the dirt, murked and earth plate
You ain't hurricanes, you breath on birthday cake

See some more fags, we'll them herbs
And promoters down and be booked on spoken word
If I'm too sick, I'm sorry, I'm to get my head right
Wrapped up in this that I started on my website

See these cats in the streets off TV, all bitch
Fans with a mic battle, they all shit
So I push cop killers and things, call quits
let off one in the crowds, they all hits

I a copy of Blade on DVD in half
Slice your and hand you a pamphlet on AIDS
Smut Peddlers, break up is
When I put shit together like Malcolm

So Keep staring, I keep your brain flaws
I'm porn again like the scam got me in chain stores
Cage, number 9 on Billboard,
Now I gotta sick Kubrick on Bow Wow's nuts

Long range shots to where you and your is
Missed and hit some ugly white bitch in Kansas
Scratch her out right where the evil itched her
Need a [unverified] elixir, a heaven

See these in the streets off TV, they all bitch
Fans with a mic wanna battle, all shit
So I push cop killers and things, they quits
Then let off one in the crowds, all hits