Luyện nghe bài hát Medicated Minutes

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

Read an' while my boots' muddy
So fuckin' filthy, an Avirex look bummy
Think out loud 'cause I'm to stage dive in a crowd
Of cannibals about to spit across my

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

Went lookin' for exits an' tried to get my head
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
This is dedicated for those minutes
Fuck image, we stuck on
In a second, you'll be checkin' into smut clinics

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

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

Friends, the camera lens is the shoelace
Get more upskirts than [Incomprehensible] for your face
I'm fresh out the box newborns
The chicken played with my monkey, now we zoo porn

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

An' I'm soakin', face blank
Shoot this little kid up with 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, I'll split it with my

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

Transmit the depths of the deepest basement
the pavement, up into spaceships
Death Star creator, I orbit wars
My appeal spans Rhodes to slack jaws

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

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

Yo, a peddler show, a few heathens
From Hoth to Tatooine, you choose the
Dialect for all crews an' legions
A walkin' contradiction like, for Jesus'

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

Yeah, I old timers became semi-thugs
I got more dizzy spells than Reginald Denny
Cranium blower, Shea Stadium
Hydro cultivator uranium grower

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

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

sluts, gimmicks, ducks, you finished
This is for those medicated minutes
Fuck image, we stuck on
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