Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Sh*T

It was March, April
Fuckin' Libra,

Taurus, born in
I'm 300 and somethin' but I'm still alive
I used to hang with the original the Kid
You probably think I'm playin' but, I did

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

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

tripped and called me the 'Clown Devil Boy'
'Child of the heifer', whatever
Tied me up, me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey

that they started bowin' and shit
Prayin' to me, you how them primitives get
I said "Get off my I ain't a savior"
I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my

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

So anyway, fifty years passed, all my are old ass fucks
I even got hair on my nuts
I left the in the search of my ends
I wrestled alligators, Terminators

Nothin' ever killed me, nothin' could me
I in the Civil War, Yankee's army
I walked across enemy lines a Mac ten
Man they even have that shit back then

How you just gonna in my shit and fuck it up?
Well at least make this shit real man damn
I walked across lines with a, lantern
Steady takin' cannon to the balls

The war ended, I traveled the country horse
Until fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my and blew my face up
It didn't even the makeup

I his gun and put a divit in his neck
The sheriff like it, I got indicted
long years in the state pen
Until they finally why they put me in

They had to let me go, hold me on nothin'
On way out they like
"Yo you like a hundred and somethin'?"
I said, "That's

And I ain't gonna die I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a rusty axe, I know voodoo
A fat bitch Bridget just a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in mothafucka I will never die

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

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

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

I know it's odd 'cause my face is forever
When I was born the bitch ass doctor
My tongues a little long I choke with it
Looks nasty, but chicks dig it

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

And I ain't gonna die I get it
I want a rusty axe, I wanna voodoo
A fat bitch Bridget, I said "Faygo" fuck Mountain Dew
'Til I get my in this mothafucka I will never die, die, die