Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this shit's be rated R, restricted
You see this 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 is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll,
Hearing in my head while these whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

Brain size of a crumb
Which drug will I end up dead
Inebriated, till my stress is
How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be

Illiterate, illegitimate spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Kidder
Jumped out 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 roof like the
Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with
Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch, I wanna see if this dick fit in her

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

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

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
let your 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 earth to make your mama cum
So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic
Losing all of my
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left

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

hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your 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 down and I'm
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 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 raps from

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

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

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

Panicking, I think I have just took too much Anacin
Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I I'm dying, God is that you?
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 they gon' come is Tupac
politics, it's all a fix

Setup by these white blue collared
Just to make a dollar off of music
With a subliminal ball of
But those can kiss ass and dicks

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you a man that 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 did he get his damn raps from