Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

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

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

a blunt while I'm titty fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna with Riddler
Didn't Ya? 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 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 like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

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

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
I'ma let grandpa hit it
Mix it up with so her can't 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 beverage
Losing all of my
Went up inside the First Bank broke, and left rich

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

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

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

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

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

It was by a medic
I'd to be an addicted diabetic
Living off Triametic
Pathetic, but I don't think this ever vanishing

Panicking, I think I might 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, they don't no hip hop
They say that's it ends, the closest they gon' come is Tupac
politics, it's all a fix

Setup by white blue collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of music
With a subliminal of tricks
But can kiss ass and swallow dicks

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