Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

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Juggalo clap,
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From the front to the
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Juggalo clap,
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From the to the back
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From the front to the
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From the to the back

[Jamie
Speak to a re-adjust ear drums
Highly intelligent for a species dumb,
Numb from the up zone as I perform
And through the we acquire we are re-born,
intense as we commence to dispense the shit
Spittin' verbal while you suckin' a sour tit
Inconsiderate to trying to elevate
Intermixing intermingling with the 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 to enlighten the mass of everyone
Ummm... I that's us
And the mics are on, and we bust
It like an adrenalin
To your dome and too and everyone behind you
As long as you it Twiztid we'll always be beside you

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

Riding by windows shakin' 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 anymore
So I crashed in the back of my 4x4,
Can you feel you bitch?
And of fact
You can eat a and drink piss,
Feel this like you felt my dick all up in mouth
Like the shit you
but a poisonous snake
Trying to my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
fuck wit em',
Cause he's a 'port short of a full pack on the attack,
Half you just wanna steal my shine
And the other half worth the time

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

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

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

x2]
I want you to this,
This pain, this hate, even if you can't to relate
this
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 front to the