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 slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a kid"
Arrested, myself and got convicted

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

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

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

Smoke a 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? 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 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 a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from

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

Where's the weed, I tamper with it
let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up cocaine 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 or any alcoholic beverage
all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National broke, and left rich

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

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

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 raps from
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 raps

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

Bobbing back and like a penguin
Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken
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 talking all that drug shit

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

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

me to ER ASAP for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, don't support 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 black
With a subliminal of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow

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 damn raps
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