Luyện nghe bài hát Medicated Minutes

I stalk the block, grabbin' my jock
Scratch cocks while I dot for my red light
Dead right, Hobbes, I rhymes for a livin'
Hid my misgivings, from my brain, was still

Read an' study while my boots'
So fuckin' filthy, an Avirex butters bummy
Think out loud 'cause I'm allowed to stage in a crowd
Of cannibals to spit across my eyebrow

Now God blessed me abnormal tendencies
Granted clemency for chemistry
Ain't worth your weight in molecular
Out of work like JFK Jr.'s instructor

lookin' for exits an' tried to get my head fixed
Slept a perforated picture of Jimi Hendrix
See in these days, Cage is 54 ways
To get my money, mega seedless to blaze

Sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you
is dedicated for those medicated minutes
Fuck image, we on spinach
In a second, be checkin' into fuckin' smut clinics

sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you finished
This is dedicated for those medicated
Fuck image, we stuck on
In a second, you'll be into fuckin' smut clinics

I ran up in a whack mic cafe on stage
So biters, I performed in a shark cage
In dark shades durin' the Central Park
I walked out with a book of an' a bag of beige

Friends, the camera lens is the shoelace
Get more upskirts than women for your face
I'm fresh out the box like
The played with my monkey, now we makin' zoo porn

Now MC's the like Damien thorn
Eric the Pascal, land so the scorn
The old man, showman, my moldin'
logic equal to fifteen Vulcans

An' I'm soakin', face blank
Shoot this kid up with horse tranq'
An' send him to the
With a 'Give me the note, clip's missin' from the gun
If he gets slapped, then fuck it all, split it with my dunns

I shit on crumbs, got a couple sons
That all shoulda been wiped off jugs or cloggin' lungs
Every I dabble, watch my life unravel
Did I miss an exit to the road less

from the depths of the deepest basement
Through the pavement, up spaceships
Death Star creator, I orbit track
My appeal spans scholars to slack jaws

Sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you
This is dedicated for those minutes
image, we stuck on spinach
In a second, you'll be checkin' into smut clinics

Like sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you
This is for those medicated minutes
Fuck image, we on spinach
In a second, you'll be checkin' into smut clinics

Yo, a peddler show, include a few
Hoth to Tatooine, you choose the season
Dialect for all these an' legions
A walkin' contradiction like, 'Jews for

I how the earth taste an' pass forms out of place
Galvanize my face an' kill for space
Nobody to trace, open the trunk like the
Light the L off of body an' sweeped you in the face

Yeah, I seen old timers became
I got dizzy spells than Reginald Denny does
blower, Shea Stadium goer
Hydro cultivator turned grower

I'm the smut chancellor, got slippers for the floor
you an' that slut you call 'Wifey', hardcore
While I burn off the lips, stacked to evolve
I'm down to shoot [Incomprehensible]
I canceled their cause

Sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you
This is dedicated for those medicated
image, we stuck on spinach
In a second, be checkin' into fuckin' smut clinics

sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you finished
This is dedicated for those minutes
image, we stuck on spinach
In a second, be checkin' into fuckin' smut clinics

In a second, you'll be into fuckin' smut clinics
In a second, you'll be checkin' into smut clinics