Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

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

Madrox]
Speak to a tone ear drums
Highly for a species labeled dumb,
Numb from the up zone as I perform
And through the energy we we are re-born,
It's intense as we commence to the shit
Spittin' verbal while you suckin' a sour tit
Inconsiderate to trying to elevate
Intermixing with the venomous snakes
Fuck you can go on and slither 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 when the mics are on, and we
It like an rush
To dome and mine too and everyone behind you
As long as you keep it Twiztid we'll always be you

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?

Riding by shakin' while I'm passing by
Got a big TV in the front for I,
a DVD player playing porno nonstop,
I'm so high
I wanna drive anymore
So I in the back of my ex-girl's 4x4,
Can you feel that you
And of fact
You can eat a and drink piss,
Feel this like you my dick all up in your mouth
Like the shit you
Nothing but a poisonous
Trying to my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
fuck wit em',
Cause he's half a 'port short of a full on the attack,
you bitches just wanna steal my shine
And the other half ain't the time

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

[Jamie
Don't 'til you see the grit of the mic,
Cause you're 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 afloat in this time of no hope,
So dance with the on the day of the dead
In the presence of the things that can reside inside of head
Cause they phony like them bags in stripper's bras
one is defining it
And two is it off

Spit fire, for hire,
And I'll never stop till God retires,
I everybody to feel the wrath of my flow,
And if you can't feel there's the door,
Robbing from the rich and alike I don't care,
Walk into times square and leave a there,
with us and try to come get us,
Right and right now
I'm blow like...

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

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