Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R,
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's inflicted
Doctor my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid"
Arrested, molested myself and got

Wearing visors, and disguises
'Cause my split personality is having an identity
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll,
voices in my head while these whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

Brain size of a bread
drug will I end up dead from
Inebriated, my stress is elevated
How in the can Eminem and Shady be related?

Illiterate, illegitimate spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot
Jumped out the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was

Smoke a blunt while I'm titty Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your like the Fiddler
Y'all I was gonna rhyme with Riddler
Didn't Ya? Bring bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from

I lace tunes, I'm out this like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons dismissin' brains braze wounds
but idiots and misfits, dip shits
Doing whip pits, passed out like snip pits

Where's the weed, I tamper with it
I'ma let grandpa hit it
Mix it up with so her can't forget it
Fuck it, I'm a bum

But I was put on this to make your baby mama cum
So what I'm on is way the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National broke, and left rich

Walking bio-hazard wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
Band making my neck itch, what the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there's a hair in my breakfast
Got shit off like bottle cap tips
Get cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips

Slap hips, domestic violence
Beat your ass while your kids stare in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's dust smoking?
If all your shit's missing, than one of us broke in

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds like me him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense
Lit it like Green Bay did when they shitted on New
I'm out the game, put the string in
This Brandy got my

Bobbing back and forth a penguin
Delinquent, toking microphones with English
Make mama be like "Oh, this is good, who sing this?"
Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug

It was predicted by a
I'd grow to be an addicted
Living off liquid
Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever

Panicking, I think I might have just too much Anacin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer a statue
I think I'm dying, God is that
help me, before I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, they don't no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they come is Tupac
It's politics, all a fix

Setup by these blue collared hicks
to make a dollar off of black music
With a ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow

I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds like me him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from