Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

we go
Juggalo clap,
clap, clap
From the front to the
(clap, clap)
(clap, clap)
Juggalo clap,
clap, 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
Speak to a tone ear drums
Highly intelligent for a species dumb,
from the neck up zone as I perform
And through the 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
Intermixing intermingling with the venomous
Fuck you can go on and slither away
Simple minded mutha fuckas sugars from our Kool-Aid
Who made the sky red and the sun
And spoke the word of to enlighten the mass of everyone
Ummm... I believe us
And the mics are on, and we bust
It like an rush
To your dome and too and everyone behind you
As long as you keep it Twiztid we'll be beside you

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

Riding by windows shakin' I'm passing by
Got a big screen TV in the for I,
With a DVD player porno nonstop,
I'm so high
I wanna drive anymore
So I crashed in the of my ex-girl's 4x4,
Can you feel that you
And of fact
You can eat a and drink piss,
Feel like you felt my dick all up in your mouth
Like the you spit
but a poisonous snake
Trying to steal my
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
fuck wit em',
Cause he's half a short of a full pack on the attack,
Half you bitches just wanna steal my
And the other ain't worth the time

I want you to this,
This pain, this hate, even if you pretend to relate
this
Can you feel
Can you, can you feel

[Jamie
spit 'til you see the grit of the mic,
Cause when you're in the
You don't care if do or don't like
Your flow and no I don't no grudge to those
You stay afloat in time of no hope,
So dance with the on the day of the dead
In the presence of the things that can inside of your head
Cause they phony like them silicone in stripper's bras
Step one is it
And two is it off

Spit fire, for hire,
And I'll stop killing till God retires,
I want everybody to the wrath of my flow,
And if you can't feel there's the door,
Robbing the rich and poor alike I don't care,
Walk into times square and leave a there,
Fuck with us and try to get us,
here and right now
I'm gonna like...

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

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