Luyện nghe bài hát Joker & The Juggler / Let Me Go

Well you never that junk in the mix
I been down the road and I broke a few
And I'll break a few more so up?
Road by me, Im gonna my nutz up!
It's ta fuck you wit dat(wit dat)
I hear some let me hit dat(hit dat)
I'm J and I'm one to fake
I see some folded up skank bitches naked!
I pass out it gets dark
and woke up naked at the Clark
Gotta go gotta go I get the wrap!
Gotta off head chillin' in my lap!
Mister shrink, mister shrink I'm
it don't quit
It don't quit, it don't
Mister I'm sick, a luna-ticy-tic

The doctor me I'm a psyco
So I ate his like I don't know
Knife to tha and I got some mo'
The of the axe, the night of the .44
I'm a man you can talk ta'
But after you Im'a stalk ya
and if a lil' kid Im'a take ya
and if you're a neck break ya
and if an old lady Im'a mug ya
'cause BITCH!, YA CAN'T FUCK THE JUGGLA!

Yes, and gentlemen, he is...the juggla
cut your windpipe, eat your face
And your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak show at the world Carnival of Carnage
juggling, motherfucker!

'cause ya know the juggla will ya up fast
And if I drop you your ass
I and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to hell I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for your Willy
Then I hit him in the head a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your
And fuck the

Running with a gang of street hoods, yo
What's up bitch, ah, up ho?
you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic clown
Fucking my ain't healthy
'cause I grab you by the face and you up
And it's like bitch that's the way it is
I'm to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz
Sets in the want me for dead
So I my tag on they forehead
Stick your 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit clowns in a Volkswagon
And we straight to your brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' loose
And I might mug ya
'cause they're will be no fucking the Juggla!!!

eyeballs, juggling heads
What you've heard about, what read
The wicked clowns will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and
And cut back off for a small fee
The juggla ain't taking no shorts from

Tweedle-dee and
Let the fucking go

And the make it last
Down with 2 and try n' get trashed
My fucking fellas
Southwest gangster
J, the psychopathic
Some might say I'm
Others think I'm the psychic
But the bitches like it

up bitch, let me get the shot
Right here and now, on the spot
Why am I like this, like
Why are you like that, this
The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I want it

I'm nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed ass
I and cut and hack
With a "Kick Me" on my back
In my corner is scyne
They take care of me, but don't at me
like I said I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't fuck the Juggla!!!

Finally happened, the wicked have come to your town
And he's got daughter by the hand
Showing her a new
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas
Come one, come all and the juggla cut your face off
to the lou

Juggla juggla with the juggla
You fuck with the juggla

and tweedle-doh
Let the bass go!