Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to start a violent with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from the shop to The Frog
Night club, shit, I was if you see these 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 alarmed if I off
just ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life could be
regarded, 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 Tyson and Pac
Looking to box with anybody, conduct
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 trapped in a
attack cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
Cause I had no for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs slaughter
Looking as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of
But I some knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I come and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I out again
Alcohol's making me break into vacant's
a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Doxon
Fell asleep watching Fear and Scare Tactics
Too to the stair master
a hole in the air mattress 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 stitching is a mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
fin dockers, eyes cautious, drop crotches
Swats watches and sneakers with the parkers
But like being overstepped at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't have any
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why it always sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll 'em all
I'll stand and yell mad at a wall
Until the mannequin scatter the inanimate objects
That I'm badder all, shatter and fall
I hear the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma spark 'em
Like the car with the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a
But I sure as hell got it backwards y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when arching
When I attacking your squadron
You'll like Master Card when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Like Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all do my bidding
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you wack when I you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy next door is
My next gon' have mechanical arms
That'll me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I this sick prick dies hard
I got a Johnson
It's like a magic wand allows me to not let a arouse me
If Ronda was on the couch, with the condoms out
Holding a thousand at once, Wants to Pounce
How I in response how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat little is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] she's in a blouse
And Madonna mud on her, got dammit I a misogynist
I [?] with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so happens fond of Al
now she's faceplanting on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
you assholes 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, boost the
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
Five finger
Been rapping so I've been killing this shit, it's easy
your mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary
Always if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get to some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore and Mac Miller and Asher
Have some and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick Control verse
And Fack in concert
[Fack
Yo, I put shit on a Greatest Hits album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do shit like that
I have to ponder why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's pointing at you,
Who knows at this point, always poking so meh
Still get along with voice cause that's the monster
So with 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 face and 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
Sabotage Christmas, crap in your
I'm up all the presents
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the bath packets are gone
Know you really tired of me Billy Squier
But classic acid rap is the genre
Got on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
kicking the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass