Luyện nghe bài hát Coma

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

Mirror, on the wall
Who the was that ugly ass boy I saw?
Yung Mutt with the
Dirty like a dump
a fucking bum, uh
Slash
I'm disgusted; I'm busted on what the fuck did I just put up my
I'm out these people
I'm out
I'm in now
I can see the clouds, out

Now I lay myself to
Now I can rest in peace
I'm my misery
My deathwish granted peaceful
My body to worms for the birds to eat
Eternal decay for

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

I can't lie, lately, I've been on the edge
gripped up in my left
Xanax, heron, bunch of
about death, just need one in my temple
Put the gun up to my
Fuck shit, I shot the lead, and now I'm dead
through hell, nothing but burnin' flesh smell
I scream, and scream, and scream, and hear the others as well
Oh well, my luck
opens up to devour me
That was my old life, Antichrist, he has me

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