Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: N9ne
I'm hella mixed up, yes, I
A lot of good and bad stuff as I
So now that I live life when I'm both all I can say

Hook: Tech
What's my EBAH!
brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, angel
brain, angel heart!

[Verse 1: N9ne]
right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it
Call me anything but my motherfucking
I can a bit, no, a big my love'll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on some shit!
Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to chick
Gutter trick, suck a dick! the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, to go there
Even when it's like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the air
And no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched rhymes
Take me light and my darkness take your breath time
Call me or you can call me Tech N9ne
But I found my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 2: Tech
me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet nobody my angle is love
I was sent above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I've become a damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers' my
Mom, you a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
Money mishap asmodeus monikers mended
Feel like I'm on Molly, as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, me
To freak, not willing, a beast, I'm yelling
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched rhymes
Take me light and my darkness take your breath time
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 3: N9ne
My heart, smell like, icing
If slicing my chest open, a beam of nice things
Of brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is
my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 years Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it ain't
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A.
Using as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and as a rubber duck
Evil brain, heart, yes, I utter much
And I cover up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)