Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like from The Shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if your on fire
You had to put it out like Highland Park, no fire department
So you might not sirens at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something just right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life be harder?
Widely highly, bite 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 Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm in a closet
attack cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
I have no room for improvement
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, start of
Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
mandibles, lambs to the slaughter
Looking scamp as stalking
Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But that gal has knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I come back and I'm
What happened, doc? I out again
Alcohol's making me break into vacant's
a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Tactics
Too to the StairMaster
Poked a hole in the air and popped it
Woke up shortly thereafter,
No underwear, grasping a Bayer Aspirin and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous made out of ostrich
And the cross stitching is a cross
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, drop
Swatch watches and sneakers matches with the
But like being overstaffed at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll stand there and yell at a wall
the mannequin doll scatter and the inanimate objects
That I'm battering all and fall
I hear the track and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma spark plug, I'm like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a
But I as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back it's arching
When I start attacking your
You'll feel like MasterCard I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm coming at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
Affable guy next is laughable
My next gonna have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a sensor
No emotion I guess this sick prick 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
Holding a thousand Magnums at once to me
I'll laugh in to how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is around
And all I see is Paulie Malign now, she's slaughterhouse in a
And with mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist
I slap Linda with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so happens fond of algae
'Cause now she's on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you fags couldn't shoplift at a 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 been this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") Paul was that if I went back to the blonde
I might relapse, get on bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And some back and forths
And a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
And perform "Fack" in

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do shit like that
Sometimes I to ponder why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple
Or the pointy nose that's pointing at you,
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice that's the monster
So do-si-do a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that
they don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
on my face and waits for my nose to grow
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
Christmas, crap in your stocking
I'm wrapping up all the
In fucking camouflage so you can't find 'em
Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze bandage and him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
Put the basket back the bath salt packets are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock acid rap is the
Got on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Thrasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the damn off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass