Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

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

[Jamie
to a tone re-adjust 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,
intense as we commence to dispense the shit
Spittin' milk while you suckin' a sour tit
to competitors trying to elevate
Intermixing intermingling the venomous snakes
that you can go on and slither away
Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping 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 that's us
And when the mics are on, and we
It an adrenalin rush
To dome and mine too and everyone behind you
As long as you it Twiztid we'll always be beside you

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

Riding by windows while I'm passing by
Got a big screen TV in the for I,
With a DVD playing porno nonstop,
I'm so high
I don't wanna drive
So I in the back of my ex-girl's 4x4,
Can you feel that you
And of fact
You can eat a dick and piss,
this like you felt my dick all up in your mouth
Like the you spit
Nothing but a poisonous
to steal my rhythm
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 steal my shine
And the other ain't worth the time

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

Madrox]
Don't spit you see the grit of the mic,
when you're in the zone
You don't if they do or don't like
Your flow and no I don't hold no 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 like them silicone bags in stripper's bras
Step one is it
And two is it off

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

x2]
I you to feel this,
This pain, this hate, if you can't pretend to relate
Feel
Can you feel
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 front to the