Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a violent with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from The Shop to The Frog
club, shit, I was taught if your CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire
So you might not sirens at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose could be harder?
Widely regarded highly, me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac
Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack cause I'm
No, faggot, I mean I can't from movement
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs to the
Looking scamp as stalking
Anthony Hopkins with his hands in his
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But that gal has knockers
I bet you ring a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break into vacant's
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in of a Datsun
asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too close to the
Poked a in the air mattress and popped it
Woke up thereafter, hungover
No underwear, grasping a Aspirin and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes made out of
And the stitching is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and matches with the Parkers
But it's like being overstaffed at a gym
all these trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll stand there and that at a wall
Until the mannequin scatter and the inanimate objects
That I'm all shatter and fall
'Cause I hear the and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma plug, I'm like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards y'all could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a like your back when it's arching
When I attacking your squadron
feel like MasterCard when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Clay Matthews the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You are all gonna do my bidding
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of and all
I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
Affable guy next door is
My next whore's gonna mechanical arms
That'll jack me off a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this sick dies hard
I got a Johnson
like a Magic Wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the with the condoms out
a thousand Magnums at once to pounce me
I'll in response to how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is Paulie Malign now, she's in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, God I am misogynist
I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster, her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of algae
'Cause now faceplants on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you fags shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
discount
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in this bitch,
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
("Em") Paul was scared that if I went back to the
I might relapse, get on bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Asher
And some back and forths
And record a wack response to Lamar's "Control" verse
And "Fack" in concert

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest album
Now was awesome
It takes some massive balls to do shit like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my crap so for
the attraction, mama?
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple
Or the nose that's pointing at you, mama?
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
get along with this voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows
What they don't is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my nose to
Pathological liar, oh, why am I an asshole
That my disguise is pants, but they on
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, crap in stocking
I'm wrapping up all the
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's off
Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the bath salt are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the damn off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass