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
club, shit, I was taught if your CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no department
So you might not sirens at all
But don't be alarmed if I off
Something just right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life be harder?
Widely regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm 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 with anybody, conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and a fight with 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
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, start of
Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
mandibles, lambs to the slaughter
Looking scamp as stalking
Anthony with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka
But that gal has some
I bet you they ring a bell when I back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I passed out
making me break into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back of a Datsun
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare
Too close to the
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up shortly thereafter,
No underwear, grasping a Bayer Aspirin and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes made out of
And the stitching is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and matches with the Parkers
But it's being overstaffed at a boxing gym
With all trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
Like paper you write on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a
I'll stand there and yell that at a
Until the mannequin scatter and the inanimate objects
I'm battering 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 back, I'm a Duracell
But I as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a hunch like back when it's arching
When I start attacking squadron
You'll feel like MasterCard when I'm
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Clay Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all do my bidding
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of Vuitton and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy door is laughable
My next whore's have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this prick dies hard
I got a Johnson
It's like a Wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the couch the condoms out
Holding a thousand Magnums at once to me
I'll laugh in response to how she and flaunts it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is bouncing
And all I see is Paulie now, she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
And with mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist
I slap Linda Ronstadt a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so happens fond of algae
'Cause now she's on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you fags 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
discount
Been rapping so long I've been killing shit, it's easy
your mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") Paul was scared that if I back to the blonde
I relapse, get on some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Action
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And have some and forths
And a wack response to Kendrick 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
I have 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, quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's at you, mama?
Who knows at point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice cause the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows
What they don't know is the fact Rihanna me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and for my nose to grow
liar, oh, why am I such an asshole
That my disguise is pants, but on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm up all the presents
In fucking so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's off
his schnoz in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the gasket at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back the bath salt packets are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, Bizarre, Thrasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a archer, feed count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass