Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was like March,
Libra, fuckin'

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

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

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

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

After that they bowin' and shit
Prayin' to me, you know how 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

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

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

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

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

The war ended, I traveled the country back
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
Eighty-seven long in the state pen
they finally forgot why they put me in

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

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

Yeah, I slept under bridges, lived in the
I up mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed and I still ain't
Now I'm in Detroit on the Side

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

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

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

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

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 never die, die, die