Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry

[Talking from Detroit 101]
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all my man
and now they tryin' to kill me. think I can't see that.
You I can't see that.

I know you of me never but I murder forever
Impatient patient without health care
Detroit street-educated straight off the
milk drinkin', suicidal witchdoctor known for head shrinkin'
The government want me to stop
Blink and I'm gone, reappear with the chrome to ya
Bustin' caps like on microphones
Now if you wanna to some crooks
Come to and getcha bling took
I ain't exaggeratin', I ain't hatin'
3 feet of snow and killas roll Dayton's
Oh my god, it's
Think I want a different color mink for everyday of the
Homey, speak on me
I'm the one and only the Unholy poetry

Poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry, poetry,
Oh...the wicked shit, the shit, you bitch

That's all, that's it, these talkin' shit
That's all I needed, one wicked never repeated
I'm heated, put acid on Skittles and you eat it
And when he come up dead they be
'He did it, E did it'
I gives a fuck, I a fuck
Get buck, get stuck a chicken get pluck
These in my city on a nut like what
been to a party didn't get shot up
Shot, shot, up
Never been to a party didn't get up
get shot up

Mental telepathy tellin' me I therapy
I blew my killin' brain cells, I'll never be sane
I'm insane, life in pain, whatchu gain
When it rain on the Unforgiven in the lane
is ya br