Luyện nghe bài hát Coma

Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I some hay
Serve on, on, now you know I'm out it hard
out the cut with my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you I'm out it hard
Creepin' out the cut with my yams, now I want hay
Serve on, on, now you know I'm out it hard

(Ay, Mutt)
Creepin' out the cut my yams, now I want some hay
(Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya)
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it

Mirror, mirror on the
Who the fuck was that ass boy I saw?
Mutt with the dumbfuck
Dirty like a truck
a fucking bum, uh
Slash
I'm disgusted; I'm busted on the fuck did I just put up my nose?
I'm buggin' out these
I'm out
I'm in now
I can see the clouds, out

Now I lay myself to
Now that I can in peace
I'm my misery
My granted peaceful sleep
My body turns to for the birds to eat
Eternal for eternity

Creepin' out the cut my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you I'm out it hard
Creepin' out the cut my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, on, now you know I'm out it hard
Creepin' out the cut my yams, now I want some hay
Serve on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it
Creepin' out the cut my yams, now I want some hay
on, se-serve on, now you know I'm out it hard

I lie, lately, I've been on the fucking edge
gripped up in my left
Xanax, heron, of meds
Fantasizing death, just need one in my temple
Put the gun up to my
Fuck this shit, I the lead, and now I'm dead
Descended through hell, but burnin' flesh smell
I scream, and scream, and scream, and hear the others as well
Oh well, just my
opens up to devour me
That was my old life, Antichrist, he has me

Our main broke, leaving New Orleans without drinking water,
and the flooding here is worse after
from Lake Pontchartrain broke through a levee