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
Night club, shit, I was taught if your 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 alarmed if I off
Something just ain't with 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 righteous
I might just hop in a pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I I can't maneuver from movement
I have no room for improvement
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, to the slaughter
scamp as Hannibal stalking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka
But that gal has some
I bet you they ring a when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, I passed out again
Alcohol's me break into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a
Fell asleep watching Fear and Scare Tactics
Too to the StairMaster
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up thereafter, hungover
No underwear, a Bayer Aspirin and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, Nikes made out of ostrich
And the cross is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, drop
Swatch watches and sneakers matches with the
But it's like overstaffed at a boxing gym
all these trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why it always sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll stand there and that at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter and the inanimate
That I'm all shatter and fall
'Cause I hear the 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 sure as hell got it backwards cause could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a like your back when it's arching
When I start attacking squadron
You'll like MasterCard when I'm charging
So take a at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Green Bay
So get the sack of
That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You faggots are all do my bidding
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of Vuitton and all
I'll push a into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, black my ass
See how mad you act when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
Affable guy next door is
My whore's gonna have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser a motion sensor
No emotion hence I 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
a thousand Magnums at once to pounce me
I'll laugh in to how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is Paulie now, she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, God dammit I am
I slap Linda Ronstadt with a lobster, her off a balcony
Just so she's fond of algae
'Cause now she's faceplants on the
lack of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't 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 up, but my thing is this now
Five-finger
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
("Em") Paul was scared if I went back to the blonde
I might relapse, get on bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Action
Macklemore, Mac and Asher Roth
And some back and forths
And record a wack response to Lamar's "Control" verse
And "Fack" in concert

Yo, I put shit on a greatest hits 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 with my so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's at you, mama?
Who knows at this point, always poking so meh
get along with this voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who me knows that
What they don't know is the fact Rihanna 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 on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, crap in your
I'm up all the presents
In fucking so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the bath packets are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But rock acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Thrasher and
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
Bandwagoners, I'm the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on a ass