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 hang with the Billy the Kid
You probably think I'm playin' but, I did

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

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

After that started bowin' and shit
Prayin' to me, you know how 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 things in this bitch before I die
I wanna axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget and a sip of Faygo too
I get my shit, in this mothafucka I will never die

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

Nothin' ever me, nothin' could harm me
I in the Civil War, Yankee's army
I walked across enemy lines 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 lines with a, lantern
Steady takin' balls to the balls

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

I took his gun and put a in his neck
The didn't like it, I got indicted
Eighty-seven years in the state pen
Until they forgot why they put me in

had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin'
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 in this mothafucka I will never die

Yeah, I slept under bridges, lived in the
I climbed up mountains, the alleys
More passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest

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

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

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

And I told ya my neck can stretch for
I sorta look like somethin' 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 ain't gonna die I get it
I want a rusty axe, I wanna voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget, I "Faygo" fuck Mountain Dew
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I never die, die, die