Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Sh*T

It was March, April
Fuckin' Libra,

Taurus, in 1775
I'm like 300 and somethin' but I'm still
I used to hang with the original the Kid
You probably I'm only playin' but, I did

My daddy's a 2 headed freak show
Mamma a fortune teller, Ezmerella
they had sex on a Ouija board
And I was the next day, Violent J

When I was 14, I on the train track
And I was right there on the steel rack
I'm out cold, they it'd fuck me up
I got up and my butt, and I'm like, "What?"

Everybody tripped and called me the 'Clown Boy'
of the witch heifer', whatever
Tied me up, me and threw stones
Had a few and cuts, Smokey Nuts

After that they bowin' and shit
to me, you know how them primitives get
I said "Get off my dick I a savior"
I'm what ya a juggalo, and all I want is my flava

Four simple things in bitch before I die
I wanna rusty axe, I know voodoo
A fat bitch Bridget and a little sip of Faygo too
'Til I get my shit, in mothafucka I will never die

So anyway, fifty years passed, all my homies are old ass
I ain't even got on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my
I alligators, battled Terminators

Nothin' ever killed me, nothin' harm me
I fought in the Civil War, Yankee's
I walked across enemy with a Mac ten
Man they didn't even have that back then

How you just gonna come in my shit and it up?
Well at least this shit sound real man damn
I across enemy lines with a, lantern
Steady cannon balls to the balls

The war ended, I the country horse back
this fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head and my face up
It didn't smear the makeup

I took his gun and put a divit in his
The sheriff didn't it, I got indicted
long years in the state pen
Until they finally why they put me in

They had to let me go, can't hold me on
On way out they like
"Yo ain't you a hundred and somethin'?"
I said, "That's

And I ain't die till I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named just a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I will die

Yeah, I under bridges, lived in the valleys
I climbed up mountains, searched the
years passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in on the Southwest Side

Well, my homey has an blue '67
Last we hit the road pushin' one eleven
I stuck my out the window told 'em floor it the most
And let my nugget ping off a post

yeah cuz, hurts a little bit
But then ya get a straight
The hates me 'cause of shit like this
They try and kill me but, miss

I know odd 'cause my face is forever painted
When I was the bitch ass doctor fainted
My tongues a little long I people with it
Looks kinda nasty, but dig it

And I told ya my neck can stretch for
I look like somethin' from the X-Files
People see me die more then a little bit
But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I my shit

And I ain't die till I get it
I a rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat named Bridget, I said "Faygo" fuck Mountain Dew
'Til I get my shit in this I will never die, die, die