Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

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

Illiterate, illegitimate spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the like Margot Kidder
out killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my 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
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 that 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 that like me smack him
And ask him where the 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 pits

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
I'ma let grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her can't it
it, maybe I'm a bum

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Panicking, I think I might have just took too Anacin
Frozen Manaquin, stiffer than a statue
I think I'm dying, God is you?
help me, before I OD on an LP

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

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

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 damn from
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