Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was like March,
Libra, fuckin'

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

My were a 2 headed freak show
Mamma a teller, Ezmerella Zella
they had sex on a Ouija board
And I was the next day, Violent J

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

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 things in this bitch before I die
I wanna rusty axe, I wanna voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget and a little sip of too
'Til I get my shit, in this mothafucka I will die

So anyway, years passed, all my homies are old ass fucks
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 War, Yankee's army
I walked across lines with a Mac ten
Man they didn't even have that shit back

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

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

I took his gun and put a in his neck
The sheriff didn't 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 a hundred 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 named Bridget a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in this mothafucka I will die

Yeah, I under bridges, lived in the valleys
I up mountains, searched the alleys
More years and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest

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

Hell yeah cuz, a little bit
But then ya get a straight
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
kinda nasty, but chicks dig it

And I ya my neck can stretch for miles
I sorta look somethin' from the X-Files
People wanna see me die more then a 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 I will never die, die, die