Luyện nghe bài hát A Crowd Killer

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

Selling dust to is how I used to spend the day
'Cause I was only trying to like Tim McVay
I respect women's lib by letting get their mace off
My dogs are hungry so I flick em with cutting your off

Follow my lead, smoke and bleed sloppy
If you see me selling out in the store one more
in the crowd and start swinging the cordless
Then dismember all you spy kids with a swordfish

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

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

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

Left the and dissed my whole crew
pop knew the deal and walked out when I was two
Get slammed in the dirt, and earth plate shaked
You ain't stirring hurricanes, you on birthday cake

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

See these cats in the streets off TV, they all
Fans 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

I snap a of Blade on DVD in half
Slice your neck and hand you a pamphlet on
Smut Peddlers, up is apparent
When I put together like Malcolm McLaren

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

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

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, call quits
let off one in the crowds, they all hits