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

Well you never juggle junk in the mix
I been down the road and I broke a few
And I'll break a few so what's 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 wanna see folded up skank bitches naked!
I pass out it gets dark
and woke up at the Clark Park
go gotta go before I get the wrap!
Gotta chopped off head in my lap!
Mister shrink, mister shrink I'm
Luna-tic-tic-toc it don't
It quit, it don't quit
Mister shrink I'm sick, a

The doctor told me I'm a
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 leave 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, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the
He'll cut your windpipe, eat your
And slit your motherfucking out
You can see this freak show at the world Carnival of Carnage
juggling, motherfucker!

'cause ya know the juggla throw ya up fast
And if I you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try to calm
I might go to hell I'm down with Esham
Gotta for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch mouth
And the south

Running with a gang of street hoods, yo
up bitch, ah, what's up ho?
Sometimes you act you ain't down
a psychotic wicked clown
Fucking my friends ain't
'cause I you by the face and fuck you up
And like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in biz
Sets in the hood want me for
So I my tag on they forehead
Stick your little by my taggin'
You can fit twenty clowns in a
And we coming to your brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and your fuckin' neck loose
And I might mug ya
'cause they're will be no fucking the Juggla!!!

Juggling eyeballs, juggling
you've heard about, what you've read
The juggling wicked will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and
And cut your off for a small fee
The juggla taking no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the fucking go

And the juggla it last
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get
My fellow fellas
Southwest gangster
J, the psychopathic
Some say I'm schitsofrantic
think I'm quite the psychic
But the bitches like it

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

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

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

Juggla juggla with the juggla
You can't with the juggla

and tweedle-doh
Let the bass go!