Luyện nghe bài hát Feel This

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

[Jamie
Speak to a tone ear drums
intelligent for a species labeled dumb,
Numb from the neck up zone as I
And through the we acquire we are re-born,
It's intense as we commence to the shit
Spittin' milk while you suckin' a sour tit
Inconsiderate to competitors trying to
intermingling with the venomous snakes
Fuck that you can go on and slither
Simple minded fuckas swiping sugars from our Kool-Aid
Who the sky red and swallowed the sun
And spoke the word of light to the mass of everyone
Ummm... I believe us
And when the are on, and we bust
It like an adrenalin
To your and mine too and everyone behind 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 pretend to
Feel
Can you this?
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 fuckin'
I wanna drive anymore
So I crashed in the back of my 4x4,
Can you that you bitch?
And of fact
You can eat a dick and piss,
Feel like 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 bitches just wanna my shine
And the other ain't worth the time

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

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

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

x2]
I you to feel this,
pain, this hate, even 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,
From the to the back,
Juggalo,
the front to the back