Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a violent spark with a thought
I disgust you dialogue from The Shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if CD's on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Park, no fire department
So you might not sirens at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right with me,
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder?
Widely regarded highly, me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm self righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac
Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct
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 in a closet
Panic attack I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver movement
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, lambs to the
Looking scamp as Hannibal
Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka
But gal has some knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I come back and I'm
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's me break into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in of a Datsun
asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too close to the
Poked a in the air mattress and popped it
Woke up thereafter, hungover
No underwear, grasping a Bayer Aspirin and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes out of ostrich
And the cross stitching is a mixing
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and matches with the Parkers
But it's like overstaffed at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll a mall
I'll stand there and yell at a wall
Until the doll scatter and the inanimate objects
I'm battering all shatter and fall
'Cause I 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 attacking your squadron
You'll like MasterCard when I'm charging
So take a at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Clay Matthews the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You faggots are all gonna do my
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of and all
I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, black my ass
See how mad you act when I drop you off at Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy next door is
My whore's gonna have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off a lotion dispenser with 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 the condoms out
Holding a thousand Magnums at to pounce me
I'll laugh in response to how she and flaunts it around me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is Paulie Malign now, she's slaughterhouse in a
And Madonna with mud on her, God dammit I am
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
Complete of responsibility
Half you ain't strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you fags couldn't shoplift at a thrift
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm to rip shop up, but my thing is this now
discount
Been so long I've been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in this bitch,
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary
("Em") Paul was scared that if I went to the blonde
I relapse, get on some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And have back and forths
And record a wack to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
And perform "Fack" in

Yo, I put shit on a greatest hits album
Now was awesome
It takes some massive balls to do some like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why people are
(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 quadruple
Or the pointy nose that's at you, mama?
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me that
What don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my 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 even 'em
Jack Santa Claus, Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze bandage and him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
Put the basket back while the salt packets are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Thrasher and
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass