Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was March, April
Libra, fuckin'

Taurus, born in
I'm like 300 and somethin' but I'm still
I used to hang with the Billy the Kid
You think 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 the next day, Violent J

When I was 14, I tripped on the track
And I was crushed 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 and called me the 'Clown Devil Boy'
'Child of the heifer', whatever
Tied me up, burned me and stones
Had a few and cuts, Smokey Nuts

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

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

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

Nothin' ever killed me, could harm me
I in the Civil War, Yankee's army
I walked enemy lines with a Mac ten
Man they didn't even have that shit then

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

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

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

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

And I ain't die till I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a rusty axe, I wanna know
A fat bitch named Bridget 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 climbed up mountains, searched the
More years passed and I ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest

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

yeah cuz, hurts a little bit
But ya get a straight buzz
The world hates me of shit like this
always try and kill 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 people it
Looks kinda nasty, but dig it

And I told ya my can stretch for miles
I sorta look like from the X-Files
People wanna see me die more 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 axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget, I said "Faygo" fuck Dew
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I never die, die, die