Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

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

[Jamie
to a tone re-adjust ear drums
Highly for a species labeled dumb,
Numb from the neck up as I perform
And through the we acquire we are re-born,
It's as we commence to dispense the shit
Spittin' milk while you suckin' a sour tit
Inconsiderate to competitors to elevate
Intermixing with the venomous snakes
that you can go on and slither away
Simple mutha fuckas swiping sugars from our Kool-Aid
Who the sky red and swallowed the sun
And spoke the of light to enlighten the mass of everyone
Ummm... I believe us
And the mics are on, and we bust
It an adrenalin rush
To your dome and mine too and behind you
As as you keep it Twiztid we'll always be beside you

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

Riding by shakin' 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 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 like you felt my dick all up in your mouth
Like the you spit
but a poisonous snake
Trying to my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
Don't wit em',
Cause he's a 'port short of a full pack on the attack,
Half you bitches just wanna my shine
And the other half ain't the time

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

Madrox]
Don't 'til 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 hold no grudge to those
You afloat in this time of no hope,
So dance with the spirits on the day of the
In the presence of the things that can reside inside of your
they phony like them silicone bags in stripper's bras
Step one is it
And two is it off

Spit fire, for hire,
And I'll never killing till God retires,
I everybody to feel the wrath of my flow,
And if you can't feel this the door,
Robbing from the rich and alike I don't care,
Walk into times 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 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