Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

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

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

a blunt while I'm titty fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your 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 damn raps
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from

I lace tunes, I'm out world like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons brains like braze wounds
but idiots and misfits, dip shits
Doing whip pits, passed out like Sanford pits

the weed, I wanna tamper with it
I'ma let grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her can't it
Fuck it, 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 the First National Bank broke, and left rich

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

Slap hips, domestic violence
your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really 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 like me 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 sounds like me him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from

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

back and forth like a penguin
Delinquent, microphones with Broken English
Make your be like "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 to be an addicted diabetic
Living off liquid
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 that
Somebody me, before I OD on an LP

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

Setup by these blue collared hicks
to make a dollar off of black music
With a subliminal of tricks
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 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