Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: Tech
I'm hella up, yes, I know
A lot of and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life I'm both all I can say

Hook: Tech
my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, heart
Evil brain, heart!

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

Hook: N9ne

Verse 2: Tech
Liberate me,
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I've 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 my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making in minutes
Money motivated mishap asmodeus mended
like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm
Bloody murder, muddy of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my will take your breath time
Call me chakra-tease or you can me Tech N9ne
But I found my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 3: N9ne
My heart, smell like, icing
If slicing my chest open, a light of nice things
Of Christ bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the in my dreams
shit, piss and human puke is this smell
To whom wondered my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I a gangster with fecies pig tail
And live 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it ain't
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A.
Using women as a bait, and face, fishscale!
another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber
Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I utter
And I never up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)