Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm to start a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue the shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was if you see these on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no fire
So you may not hear at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life be harder
regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm self righteous
I just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I maneuver from movement
I had no room for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked 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 that'll
Looking skamp as Hannibal
Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of
But I some knockers
I bet you they a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I out again
Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back of a Doxon
Fell asleep Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the stair master
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
up shortly there after, hungover
No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous made out of ostrich
And the stitching is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Dolphin fin dockers, cautious, drop crotches
Swats watches and sneakers matches with the
But like being overstepped at a boxing gym
all these trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
Like paper you write raps on,
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm 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 scatter the inanimate objects
That I'm than all, shatter and fall
I hear the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, spark with 'em
the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards y'all 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 like Master Card when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Clay Matthews the Green Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all gonna do my
Don't get dragged to the
Marcus, bags of the Tylenol
I'll push a into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, black my ass
See I'm at you when I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy next door is
My next whore's have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a sensor
No emotion hence I guess this sick prick hard
I got a Johnson
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, Wants to Pounce
How I in response how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] she's slaughterhouse in a
And Madonna with mud on her, got I a misogynist
I slap [?] with a lobster, her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of Al
Cause now she's faceplanting on the
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots couldn't at a thrift shop
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
finger discount
Been so long I've been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom cause I'm still in bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
Always if I went back to the blonde
I might relapse, get to bullshit
Perhaps I'll some cracker taunts at Action Bronson
and Mac Miller and Asher Roth
Have some and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick Control verse
And perform in concert
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Yo, I put that on a Greatest Hits album
Now that was
It takes some balls to do some shit like that
I have to ponder why people are like
(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 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 a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that
What they know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my and waits for my nose to grow
Pathological liar, oh, why am I such an
That might've disguise 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, snap antlers off
Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
Put the back while the bath salt packets are gone
Know you really tired of me sampling Squier
But classic acid rap is the genre
Got on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan
kicking the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass