Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

size of a bread crumb
Which drug will I end up from
Inebriated, till my is elevated
How in the fuck can Eminem and be related?

Illiterate, illegitimate shit
Bitch getter, hid in the bush Margot Kidder
out killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the suck my dick when I was little'er

Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fuckin' Midler
Sniper, waiting on your like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna with Riddler
Ya? Bring your bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

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

I tunes, I'm out this world like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons dismissin' brains braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dip
Doing whip pits, passed out like Sanford snip

the weed, I wanna tamper with it
I'ma let your hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her forget it
it, maybe I'm a bum

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was by a medic
I'd to be an addicted diabetic
off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I think this headache's ever vanishing

Panicking, I think I have just took too much Anacin
Manaquin, posted stiffer than 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, don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is
It's politics, all a fix

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

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