Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to start a violent spark with a silent
I disgust you like from the shop 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 hear at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm 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 around and snort a key and pick a fight a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack cause I'm
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, examine the
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash Manson and
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, that'll slaughter
skamp as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, of Vodka
But I gallon knockers
I bet you ring 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 Cirocs in back of a
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too close to the master
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 Nikes made out of
And the stitching is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Dolphin fin dockers, cautious, drop crotches
watches and sneakers matches with the parkers
But it's being overstepped at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll 'em all, I'll battle 'em all
I'll stand there and mad at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter the objects
That I'm badder than all, and fall
Cause I hear the
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma with 'em
Like the car the cables hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards cause 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 feel like Master Card I'm charging
So take a 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 to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you when I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
Affable guy next is laughable
My next whore's have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser a motion sensor
No emotion hence I guess this sick prick hard
I got a Magic
It's like a 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 flaunts it me
Her flat little is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, got dammit I a
I [?] with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so she's fond of Al
Cause now she's on the concrete
lack of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't strong enough to pick up a
Shit, you faggots shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the lift 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
finger discount
Been rapping so long been 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 if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get to some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch cracker taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore and Mac Miller and Asher
Have some and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's Control
And perform Fack in
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Yo, I put shit on a Greatest Hits album
Now was awesome
It takes some massive balls to do shit like that
I have to ponder why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap 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 knows at this point, always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, who knows me knows that
What they don't know is the fact Rihanna 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 might've disguise pants, but they on
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 even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in bandage and blind him
the head gasket at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the bath salt packets are
Know you really tired of me sampling Squier
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass