Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was like March,
Libra, fuckin'

Taurus, in 1775
I'm 300 and somethin' but I'm still alive
I to hang with the original Billy the Kid
You think I'm only playin' but, I did

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

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

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

After that started bowin' and shit
Prayin' to me, you know how them 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 bitch 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 mothafucka I 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, Terminators

Nothin' ever killed me, nothin' harm me
I fought in the War, Yankee's army
I walked across enemy lines a Mac ten
Man they didn't even that shit back then

How you just gonna come in my and fuck it up?
Well at least 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 horse
Until fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head and my face up
It didn't even smear the

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

They had to let me go, can't hold me on
On they way out they
"Yo ain't you like a 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 named Bridget a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in mothafucka I will never die

Yeah, I slept under bridges, lived in the
I climbed up mountains, searched the
More years passed and I still died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest

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

Hell yeah cuz, hurts a bit
But ya get a straight buzz
The world hates me of shit like this
They try and kill me but, miss

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

And I ya my neck can stretch for miles
I sorta look like somethin' the X-Files
People wanna see me die more then a 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