Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

As for years, they killed one another of
And America has its creation
But now these ghetto criminals
crossed the line into your neighborhood
And will soon give you a taste of the
That they have for so long
So pops, this time it's your son shot
with your own creation

Well, been to the storm house and then some
Payed me dues, but I'm a street hoodlum
out of school, 'cuz I couldn't find my locker
Stubbles on my chin, I got like Chewbacca

Might see me on the street
Don't look for a job, 'cuz no jobs looking for me
it all went to my head
Next thing, forty nine dead

Tell the pigs, I did it, spot at your back
And you in the head with it
And your bitch in place
Or send her ass home with a foot print on her face
I'm hating sluts, shoot in the face
back and itch my nuts, 'less I'm in the sac
'Cuz I so hard, it'll break they back

All the pressure's into one nut
I was waiting on a bus and my head up
And the sight'll make ya
Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic,

Thought you knew it
The ICP is up of psychotic
Demented psycho motherfuckers
And when we'll put a hook on dumb leg
Like it ain't business

So, I'm standing by the train
Then you see me but naked with a battle axe
I'm swinging and and chopping and cutting and
Ah, until I'm

like I always get beat down
Like the hawk turned to the clown
Tail turned out to the ghetto
Detroit is commended one's home

So you see me at a festival
Cussin', rude and scratching my
With a cold two litre in
to the bitch at the French fry stand

Take it to the Park
Then I'll a sexist remark
'Cuz they're all eventually
Serve me take your ass to the kitchen

Police like me, it's obvious
Just don't in the trunk
Or the make you sick
Violent J, motherfucker,