Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like from The Shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was if your CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire
So you might not hear at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A on a private charter, whose life could be harder?
Widely regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self
I might just hop in a mosh pit on Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
I'll fuck and snort a key and pick a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm in a closet
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I maneuver from movement
'Cause I no room for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson
snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, to the slaughter
Looking scamp as stalking
Anthony with his hands in his pockets
out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But that gal has knockers
I bet you they a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in of a Datsun
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Tactics
Too close to the
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up thereafter, hungover
No underwear, grasping a Bayer and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, Nikes made out of ostrich
And the cross is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and matches with the Parkers
But it's like being overstaffed at a gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my
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 battering all shatter and
'Cause I hear the track and I'm to get fucking amped
spark plug, I'm like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a like your back when it's arching
I start attacking your squadron
You'll feel like MasterCard when I'm
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all gonna do my
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
Affable guy next door is
My next whore's gonna mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion I guess this sick prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's like a Magic Wand allows me to not let a blonde me
If Ronda Rousey was on the couch with the out
Holding a thousand at once to pounce me
I'll laugh in response to how she dances and it around me
Her little badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is Malign now, she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, God I am misogynist
I Linda Ronstadt with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so she's fond of algae
'Cause now she's on the concrete
lack of responsibility
Half you ain't strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you couldn't shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the lift 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my is this now
discount
Been rapping so long I've been killing this shit, it's
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in this bitch,
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
("Em") Paul was that if I went back to the blonde
I might relapse, get on bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac and Asher Roth
And have some and forths
And record a wack response to Lamar's "Control" verse
And "Fack" in concert

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