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

[Jamie
Speak to a tone ear drums
Highly intelligent for a species dumb,
Numb from the up zone as I perform
And the energy we acquire we are re-born,
It's as we commence to dispense the shit
Spittin' verbal milk while you suckin' a tit
Inconsiderate to competitors trying to
Intermixing intermingling the venomous snakes
that you can go on and slither away
Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping sugars from our
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 like an rush
To your dome and mine too and everyone you
As as you keep 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 this?

Riding by windows while I'm passing by
Got a big TV in the front for I,
With a DVD player porno nonstop,
I'm so fuckin'
I don't wanna drive
So I crashed in the back of my 4x4,
Can you feel you bitch?
And matter of
You can eat a dick and piss,
Feel this you felt my dick all up in your mouth
Like the you spit
Nothing but a poisonous
Trying to my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
Don't wit em',
Cause half a 'port short of a full pack on the attack,
Half you just wanna steal my shine
And the other half ain't worth the

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

Madrox]
Don't spit 'til you see the of the mic,
Cause when you're in the
You don't if they do or don't like
Your and no I don't hold no grudge to those
You afloat in this time of no hope,
So with the spirits on the day of the dead
In the of the things that can reside inside of your 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 stop killing till God retires,
I want everybody to feel the of my flow,
And if you can't this there's the door,
Robbing the rich and poor alike I don't care,
Walk into square and leave a bomb there,
Fuck 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
Feel
Can you this?
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