Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from the to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if you see on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Park, no fire department
So you may not sirens at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something just ain't with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose could be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm 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
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm in a closet
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I I can't maneuver from movement
I had no room for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, lambs that'll
skamp as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But I gallon knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I come back and I'm
What happened, doc? I out again
Alcohol's making me break vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a
Fell asleep watching Fear and Scare Tactics
Too close to the master
Poked a hole in the air and popped it
Woke up shortly there after,
No one to wear, a bear, rasped it and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes out of ostrich
And the cross is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, crotches
Swats watches and sneakers with the parkers
But like being overstepped at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
Like paper you write raps on,
Yo, why does it sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll 'em all
I'll stand there and mad at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter the inanimate
I'm badder than all, shatter and fall
Cause I the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma with 'em
Like the car with the hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back it's arching
When I attacking your squadron
You'll feel like Master when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm coming at you
Like Clay Matthews 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
Don't get dragged to the
Neiman Marcus, bags of the
I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you wack when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
guy next door is laughable
My next whore's gon' have mechanical
jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this prick dies hard
I got a Magic
like a magic wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Rousey was on the couch, with the condoms out
Holding a thousand at once, Wants to Pounce
How I laugh in response how she dances and it around me
Her flat little is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] she's in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, got dammit I a
I slap [?] with a lobster, throw her off a
Just so she's fond of Al
Cause now faceplanting on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots couldn't shoplift at a shop
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
Five finger
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
Always scared if I back to the blonde
I might relapse, get to some
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Bronson
and Mac Miller and Asher Roth
Have some back and
And record a response to Kendrick Lamar's Control verse
And perform Fack in
[Fack
Yo, I put that on a Greatest Hits album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do shit like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why people are
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
the attraction, mama?
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose pointing at you, mama?
Who knows at this point, it's always so meh
Still get along this voice cause that's the monster
So with a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows 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 nose to
Pathological liar, oh, why am I an asshole
That might've pants, but they 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, snap Rudolph's off
Wrap his schnoz in bandage and blind him
Blowing the gasket at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the salt packets are gone
Know you tired of me sampling Billy Squier
But rock acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, Bizarre, Trasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
Bandwagoners the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on the ass