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 Shop to The 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 might not hear 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 highly, bite 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 Mike Tyson and Pac shit
to box with anybody, disorderly conduct
I'll fuck around and a key and pick a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
attack cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the
Bar exam, of insanity
Hamilton slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, lambs to the
Looking as Hannibal stalking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of
But that gal has knockers
I bet you they a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I passed out
Alcohol's me break into vacant's naked
Stole a box and bag Cirocs in back of a Datsun
Fell asleep watching Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the StairMaster
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up shortly thereafter,
No underwear, grasping a Bayer and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, Nikes made out of ostrich
And the stitching is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, drop
Swatch watches and sneakers matches with the
But like being overstaffed at a boxing gym
With all trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
Like paper you write raps on,
Yo, why does it sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll there and yell that at a wall
Until the doll scatter and the inanimate objects
That I'm all shatter and fall
'Cause I hear the track and I'm starting to get fucking
spark 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 back when it's arching
When I start attacking squadron
You'll feel like when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Clay Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get dragged to the
Marcus, bags of Vuitton and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
guy next door is laughable
My next whore's gonna mechanical arms
jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No hence I guess this sick prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's like a Wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda was on the couch with the condoms out
a thousand Magnums at once to pounce me
I'll in response to how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is 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 Ronstadt with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so happens she's fond of
'Cause now she's on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you fags couldn't shoplift at a shop
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm to rip shop up, but my thing is this now
Five-finger
Been rapping so long I've been killing this shit, it's
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") Paul was that if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get on some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And have back and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick "Control" verse
And perform "Fack" in

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest album
Now that was
It takes some balls to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose pointing at you, mama?
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along this voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me that
they don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my nose to
liar, oh, why am I such 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 wrapping up all the
In fucking so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, and Beyond
Put the basket while the bath salt packets are gone, I
you really tired of me sampling Billy Squier
But classic acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Chocula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the damn off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on a ass