Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was March, April
Libra, fuckin'

Taurus, in 1775
I'm like 300 and somethin' but I'm alive
I used to with the original Billy the Kid
You probably think I'm playin' but, I did

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

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

Everybody tripped and called me the 'Clown Devil
'Child of the witch heifer',
me up, burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey

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

simple things in this 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 this mothafucka I will die

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I gonna die till I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a rusty axe, I know voodoo
A fat bitch named just a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I never die

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

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

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

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

And I told ya my can stretch for miles
I sorta 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 want my

And I gonna die till I get it
I want a rusty axe, I wanna voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget, I said "Faygo" fuck Dew
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I will die, die, die