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

Now God blessed me with abnormal
Granted clemency for chemistry
worth your weight in molecular structure
Out of work like JFK Jr.'s instructor

Went lookin' for exits an' to get my head fixed
with a perforated picture of Jimi Hendrix
See in these days, is like 54 ways
To get my fuckin' money, 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' fuckin' smut clinics

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

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

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

Now MC's the like Damien thorn
the Pascal, land 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 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, I'll split it with my

I shit on crumbs, got a thousand sons
That all shoulda been off some jugs or cloggin' lungs
time I dabble, watch my life unravel
Did I an exit to the road less traveled?

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

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

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

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

I spit how the earth an' pass forms out of place
Galvanize my face an' kill for space
to trace, open the trunk like the case
Light the L off of body an' sweeped you in the face

Yeah, I seen old timers semi-thugs
I got more dizzy spells Reginald Denny does
Cranium blower, Shea goer
Hydro cultivator turned grower

I'm the smut chancellor, got vagina for the floor
Show you an' slut you call 'Wifey', hardcore
While I off the lips, stacked to evolve from
I'm down to [Incomprehensible] fucks
I canceled their cause

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

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

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