Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from The Shop to The Wired
Night club, shit, I was taught if your on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no department
So you might not hear at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder?
Widely regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self
I might just hop in a pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
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 cause I'm
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, to the slaughter
scamp as Hannibal stalking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But that gal has knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I passed out
Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back 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 shortly thereafter,
No underwear, grasping a Bayer and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes made out of
And the cross stitching is a cross
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and sneakers matches the Parkers
But it's like overstaffed at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't have any
And I'm standing naked, hangover, still wasted
Like paper you write on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound 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 scatter and the inanimate objects
That I'm all shatter and fall
'Cause I hear the and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma plug, I'm like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards cause could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's
When I attacking your squadron
You'll feel MasterCard when I'm charging
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 nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You faggots are all gonna do my
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of Vuitton and all
I'll a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch 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 next is laughable
My next whore's have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion
No emotion hence I guess sick prick dies hard
I got a Johnson
It's 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
laugh in response 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 mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist
I slap Ronstadt with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of algae
'Cause now she's on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't strong enough to up a spirit
Shit, you fags couldn't shoplift at a thrift
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
discount
Been so long I've been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
("Em") Paul was scared that if I back to the blonde
I might relapse, get on some
Perhaps I'll some cracker taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And some 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 that was
It takes some massive to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to 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, quadruple entendre
Or the nose that's pointing at you, mama?
Who knows at point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows
What they don't 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 such an
That my disguise is pants, but on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm wrapping up all the
In fucking camouflage so you even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the gasket at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the back while the bath salt packets are gone, I
Know you really of me sampling Billy Squier
But classic acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Thrasher and
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the damn off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass