Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

we go
Juggalo clap,
clap, clap
From the to the back
(clap, clap)
(clap, clap)
Juggalo clap,
Juggalo clap,
From the to the back
(clap, clap)
(clap, clap)
(clap, clap)
From the to the back
(clap, clap)
Clap (clap, clap)
the front to the back

[Jamie
to a tone re-adjust ear drums
Highly for a species labeled dumb,
Numb the neck up zone as I perform
And the energy we acquire we are re-born,
It's intense as we commence to dispense the
Spittin' verbal milk while you suckin' a tit
Inconsiderate to competitors to elevate
intermingling with the venomous snakes
Fuck that you can go on and away
Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping from our Kool-Aid
Who the sky red and swallowed the sun
And spoke the word of light to the mass of everyone
Ummm... I believe us
And the mics are on, and we bust
It an adrenalin rush
To your and mine too and everyone behind you
As long as you keep it Twiztid always be beside you

x2]
I want you to this,
This pain, this hate, even if you can't to relate
Feel
Can you feel
Can you, can you feel

Riding by windows shakin' while I'm by
Got a big TV in the front for I,
With a DVD playing porno nonstop,
I'm so fuckin'
I don't wanna anymore
So I crashed in the of my ex-girl's 4x4,
Can you that you bitch?
And of fact
You can eat a and drink piss,
Feel this like you my dick all up in your mouth
the shit you spit
Nothing but a snake
to steal my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
fuck wit em',
Cause he's half a 'port short of a pack on the attack,
Half you just wanna steal my shine
And the other ain't worth the time

I you to feel this,
This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to
Feel
Can you this?
Can you, can you feel

Madrox]
Don't 'til you see the grit of the mic,
Cause when in the zone
You don't care if they do or don't
Your flow and no I don't hold no grudge to
You stay afloat in this of no hope,
So dance the spirits on the day of the dead
In the presence of the that can reside inside of your head
Cause they phony like silicone bags in stripper's bras
one is defining it
And two is it off

Spit fire, for hire,
And I'll never stop killing God retires,
I want everybody to feel the of my flow,
And if you feel this there's the door,
Robbing from the rich and poor alike I care,
Walk into times square and a bomb there,
Fuck with us and try to get us,
here and right now
I'm gonna like...

x2]
I want you to this,
This pain, this hate, even if you can't to relate
Feel
Can you this?
Can you, can you this?

Juggalo, juggalo,
From the to the back,
Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, juggalo,
From the to the back,
Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo,
the front to the back,
Juggalo,
From the to the back