Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Yo Bidness

Rude boy sittin' pancaked on
Clown love to Chicage
We underground like
My homie, and yours?
We dead, we No wait a minute
We don't die, we don't die, we

Maybe I like bloody murder
You know shit stab your fuckin' eye
Maybe I like eatin' like Tylenol PM's
5 or 6'll get you high, oh

Maybe I like punchin' I don't even know
I knock 'em flat up out
Tuck some money in they jacket a note
That simply reads, I had to let anger out

Maybe I hang with weirdos, and hoodlums
And junkies, I keep 'em by my
Maybe mama understand a friend
Is hard to come by, so I keep what I can

I got two felonies, tattoos on my neck
And I always paint my
Can I still date your daughter? I mean, I
I outta, I like the way she

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, face too

Maybe I don't' even you, but I gotta front
'Cuz your a record label guy, mother
What if I dragged you by the hair the street
And beat ass, put a boot up in your eye, bitch

Maybe I would fuck a Missy Elliot
a Toni Braxton
Maybe I would rather fuck a Macy
a Janet Jackson

Maybe I don't no self esteem
So I like to pick on everybody
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my
I had and welts, oh, it's okay

I was hungry, bottom barrel poor
And my mom was always
Maybe I'm lyin', I'm tryna find an excuse
To be a dick, I'm a dick,

Maybe I'm upset that you left me, hang myself
Right above bed, you should try suicide
From the ceiling fan, so be swingin'
When you walk in, I might you in the head

Maybe I got seven therapists, I committed
But my manager he got me free, A y'all
Eighteen pills a day, I get so dizzy and
Sometimes I even see, I gotta sit down

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
Ain't yo concern, we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

Esham the Boogie Man, running the fuckin' hatchet
Violent J the Juggalo, and
The southwest allegedly
Collectively known as the soopa

flex, jet super sex
The boogie man the Bazooka necks, get wet
The villains clock super checks
The Juggalo in me will break the bank and you super

It's the jugglin' Juggalo thuggalin' thuggalo
Scrub mutha facko
My axe I keep with me, with
I creep with, sever skulls and sleep

The strangler super plex
bitch through the limo window, super stretch
Now, I should I shoot you next
With the soaker, get you soakin' wet

Juggaloly, I'm a soopa
I'm my swords and I'm all up on the ceiling
I'm a ninja, throw kicks, chop necks like Sabu
Stab you, have at you

Soopa villains, makin' a hero killin'
Fuck ya
and willin' any day I could blow
Insane monkey like Jo Jo

Citizens talk to the FBI
'Cuz that with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm to bag the diamonds, snag in
I Batman, but Robin's a faggot