Luyện nghe bài hát Medicated Minutes

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

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

Now God blessed me with tendencies
Granted clemency for illegal
Ain't your weight in molecular structure
Out of like JFK Jr.'s flight instructor

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

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

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

I ran up in a whack open mic cafe on
So many biters, I performed in a cage
In dark durin' the Central Park raids
I walked out with a book of paper an' a bag of

Friends, the lens is behind the shoelace
Get more upskirts than women [Incomprehensible] for your
I'm out the box like newborns
The chicken played my monkey, now we makin' zoo porn

Now MC's the Anti-Christ Damien thorn
Eric the Pascal, so feel the scorn
The old man, illest showman, my
logic equal to fifteen Vulcans

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

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

Transmit from the depths of the basement
Through the pavement, up spaceships
Star creator, I orbit track wars
My appeal Rhodes scholars to slack jaws

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

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

Yo, a peddler show, a few heathens
Hoth to Tatooine, you choose the season
Dialect for all these crews an'
A walkin' like, 'Jews for Jesus'

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

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

I'm the smut chancellor, got vagina for the floor
Show you an' that slut you 'Wifey', hardcore
While I burn off the lips, stacked to evolve
I'm to shoot [Incomprehensible] fucks
'Cause I canceled cause

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

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

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