Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm to start a violent spark 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 yourself like Highland Park, no department
So you not hear sirens at all
But don't be alarmed if I off
just ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder?
Widely highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
'Cause I have no room for
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, to the slaughter
Looking scamp as Hannibal
Anthony Hopkins with his hands in his
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka
But gal has some knockers
I bet you they a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Tactics
Too close to the
a hole 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 made out of
And the cross stitching is a cross
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, drop
Swatch watches and sneakers matches with the
But it's like being overstaffed at a gym
With all these trainers, but I don't have any
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my
Fuck that, battle 'em all, I'll battle a mall
I'll stand and yell that at a wall
the mannequin doll scatter and the inanimate objects
That I'm all shatter and fall
'Cause I the track and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma spark plug, I'm the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a like your 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
Like Clay Matthews from the Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
nutbag that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get to the auction
Marcus, bags of Vuitton and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
guy next door is laughable
My next whore's gonna have arms
That'll jack me off with a dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this sick prick 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 once to 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 Linda Ronstadt a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so she's fond of algae
'Cause now faceplants on the concrete
lack of responsibility
Half you ain't strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you couldn't shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
Five-finger
Been rapping so long been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") was scared that if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get on some bullshit
Perhaps I'll some cracker taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Asher
And have back and forths
And record a response to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
And perform "Fack" in

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest album
Now that was
It takes some massive to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple
Or the pointy that's pointing at you, mama?
Who knows at point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice cause that's the
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
Pathological liar, oh, why am I such an
my disguise is pants, but they on fire
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, snap Rudolph's off
his schnoz in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
Put the basket while the bath salt packets are gone, I
Know you tired of me sampling Billy Squier
But rock acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, Bizarre, Thrasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on a ass