Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a violent spark with a silent
I disgust you like dialogue from The to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if CD's on fire
You had to put it out like Highland Park, no fire department
So you not hear sirens at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A martyr on a charter, whose life could be harder?
regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm shit, I'm feeling self righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some 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
attack cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
'Cause I have no room for
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton Manson and Bronson
snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs to the
scamp as Hannibal stalking
Anthony with his hands in his pockets
out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But gal has some knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I come and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break vacant's naked
a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the StairMaster
Poked a hole in the air and popped it
up shortly thereafter, hungover
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, crotches
watches and sneakers matches with the Parkers
But it's like being overstaffed at a gym
With all these trainers, but I have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
Like paper you raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why it always sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll there and yell that at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter and the objects
That I'm battering all shatter and
'Cause I hear the track and I'm starting to get fucking
I'mma spark plug, I'm like the car with the 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 hunch like your when it's arching
When I attacking your squadron
You'll like MasterCard when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Like Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get dragged to the
Neiman Marcus, bags of and all
I'll push a into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy next is laughable
My next gonna have mechanical arms
jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this sick prick hard
I got a Johnson
It's like a Magic allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the with the condoms out
Holding a thousand at once to pounce me
I'll laugh in response to how she dances and it around me
Her flat little is bouncing around
And all I see is Paulie now, she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist
I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster, her off a balcony
so happens 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 fags couldn't at a thrift shop
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
Five-finger
Been rapping so long I've been this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in this bitch,
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") Paul was scared that if I back to the blonde
I might relapse, get on bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Action
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Asher
And have some back and
And a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
And "Fack" in concert

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest hits
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do some shit that
Sometimes I to ponder why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my crap so for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual entendre
Or the pointy that's pointing at you, mama?
Who knows at this point, it's always so meh
Still get with this voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, who knows me knows that
they don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and 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
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm up all the presents
In fucking camouflage so you can't even '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 rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, Bizarre, Thrasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on a ass