Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

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

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

[Verse 1: N9ne]
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm it
Call me anything but my government
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 a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick
Gutter trick, a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the sick!
Now back to my love, to go there
Even it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so my heart in the cold air
And it's no fair, the size of it is so
murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take breath time
Call me or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 2: N9ne
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 mixed in the middle of my
Murderous, Myers' my mimic
Mom, you a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
Money motivated mishap asmodeus monikers
Feel like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my
When a hottie naughty, it's racing like a Ferrari
My obese swelling when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm
Bloody murder, word of wretched death rhymes
me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me N9ne
But I found my new sinister out of respect I'm

Hook: N9ne

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