Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to start a violent with a silent thought
I disgust you like from 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 sirens at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something just ain't with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder
Widely regarded, highly me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm shit, I'm feeling self righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver movement
Cause I had no for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs slaughter
Looking as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins with his hands in his
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 into vacant's naked
a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a Doxon
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too close to the master
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up there after, hungover
No one to wear, a bear, rasped it and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, Nikes made out of ostrich
And the stitching is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Dolphin fin dockers, cautious, drop crotches
Swats watches and matches with the parkers
But it's like being overstepped at a gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm standing 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 'em all, I'll battle 'em all
I'll stand there and yell mad at a
Until the mannequin doll the inanimate objects
That I'm than 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 to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd catch the charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's
When I start attacking squadron
You'll like Master Card when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm coming at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all gonna do my
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, black my ass
See I'm at you wack I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
Affable guy door is laughable
My next whore's gon' mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion
No emotion hence I guess this sick dies hard
I got a Johnson
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 Magnums at once, Wants to Pounce
How I laugh in how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is 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
so happens she's fond of Al
Cause now faceplanting on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
finger discount
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary
Always scared if I went back to the
I might relapse, get to bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Bronson
Macklemore and Mac Miller and Roth
Have some back and
And record a wack response to Kendrick Control verse
And perform in concert
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Yo, I put shit on a Greatest Hits album
Now that was
It some massive balls to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my crap so for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual entendre
Or the pointy nose that's pointing at you,
Who knows at this point, it's always 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 an asshole
That might've pants, but they on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, crap in your
I'm wrapping up all the
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in bandage and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back the bath salt packets are gone
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 Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
Bandwagoners the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass