Luyện nghe bài hát House of Sin

I'm a Tasmanian Devil, the Roadrunner
Rob the

1:]
I love beats by the Viking and the
People get inside my like John Malkovich
My life is getting like calculus
I feel like jumping off a or a balcony
So sometimes I sit around, might a bit
But I'm holding on tight like a Vulcan grip
Instead I think the suicide that I'll commit
I'm pulling killer crazy from the alphabet
Cooped up, sometimes I leave the house and shit
Otherwise my life turn into the House of Sin
I'm running old friends asking, "How've you been? "
I lost three million dollars dog, you been?
My teeth are falling out my so my mouth all red
My are rotten and there's holes in my couch and shit
Yeah every day the truth it hurts
Cause I got cigarette burns in my shirts
Yo Mad Child I never a goofy verse
I I stare into the mirror thinking, "You've been cursed."
Listen to your song, I to pop a roofie first
I am nuclear, when I walk in a booth it's church

I'm on some Lee Enter the Dragon shit
Crouching Hidden Dragon shit
We are warriors, Red kid
warmth under the wing of the dragon bitch

I'm on my kung-fu
My '69 Mustang, it got muscle
Mad don't hide, we just rush em
You me street now we gonna crush em

2:]
I'm the Swollen general, we gonna swarm on you
My performance quite like me, I'm Moulin
I'm a cut into your like some Cordon Bleu
I'm on some Grand Dame, you drinking?
I make your heart skip a beat it's new Beirut
And if you don't know what to do you should stay on your stoop
People always ask me what part do I play in
What do I say? I'm a dude in a Tom Ford suit
face erase cartoon, you dudes is Betty Boop
Make a tune and break bread and get jetty with the loot
Play around the and squeeze the juice out your grapefruit
Ketel One, Belvedere, or Grey Goose
Major league down, a homerun, a base?
Major labels always wonder we gonna break loose
Can't stop the profit motherfucker, I'm like
S&M it's us again, people know we true
I'm on some Now
Behind enemy lines like hawk down
The Shining, the Crazies, the Happening, the
Keep your eyes wide shut the crows come around

I'm on my hustle
A '69 Mustang it got muscle
Mad don't hide, we just rush em
You want me street now we crush em

I'm on some Lee Enter the Dragon shit
Crouching Hidden Dragon shit
We are warriors, Red kid
There's warmth under the wing of the bitch

I'm on my kung-fu
A '69 Mustang it got muscle
Mad samurais don't hide, we just em
You want me now we gonna crush em