Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm to start a violent spark with a silent thought
I you like dialogue from the shop to The Wired Frog
club, shit, I was taught 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 be alarmed 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 I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self righteous
I might hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
I'll fuck 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 attack I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I I can't maneuver from movement
Cause I had no room for
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles slash Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, that'll slaughter
Looking skamp as stocking
Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But I gallon some
I bet you they ring a bell I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I passed out
Alcohol's making me into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back of a Doxon
Fell asleep watching Fear and Scare Tactics
Too close to the stair
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
Woke up shortly there after,
No one to wear, a bear, rasped it and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous made out of ostrich
And the cross stitching is a mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, crotches
Swats and sneakers matches with the parkers
But it's like being 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 does it always sound like I'm my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, battle 'em all
stand there and yell mad at a wall
Until the doll scatter the inanimate objects
That I'm badder than all, shatter and
Cause I hear the
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma spark 'em
Like the car the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I as hell got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch your back when it's arching
When I start attacking squadron
You'll feel like Master Card I'm charging
So take a at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You faggots are all do my bidding
Don't get dragged to the
Neiman Marcus, bags of the
I'll a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you wack when I drop you off at Fifth Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
Affable guy next is laughable
My next whore's gon' have mechanical
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion
No hence I guess this sick prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's a magic wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the couch, with the out
Holding a thousand Magnums at once, Wants to
How I laugh in response how she dances and it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is around
And all I see is [?] slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, got I a misogynist
I slap [?] a lobster, throw her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of Al
Cause now faceplanting on the concrete
lack of responsibility
Half you ain't strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots couldn't shoplift at a thrift
But I let the track 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my is this now
Five finger
rapping so long I've 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
scared 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 back and forths
And record a response to Kendrick Lamar's Control verse
And perform in concert
[Fack
Yo, I put shit on a Greatest Hits album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do some shit like
Sometimes I have to ponder why people are
(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 at you, mama?
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who me knows that
they don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my and waits for my nose to grow
liar, oh, why am I such an asshole
That disguise pants, but they on fire
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 even find 'em
Jack Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, and Beyond
Put the back while the bath salt packets are gone
Know you really of me sampling Billy Squier
But classic acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, and Aerosmith
And I'm a archer, feed count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass