Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from the shop to The Frog
club, shit, I was taught if you see these on fire
You had to put it out yourself Highland Park, no fire department
So you may not hear at all
But don't be alarmed if I off
Something just right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder
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 Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, conduct
I'll around and snort a key and pick a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm in a closet
Panic cause 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, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson
snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, that'll slaughter
Looking skamp as Hannibal
Anthony Hopkins with his in his pockets
out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But I gallon some
I bet you they ring a when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break into vacant's
Stole a box and bag Cirocs in back of a Doxon
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and 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 made out of
And the cross stitching is a mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, drop
Swats watches and sneakers with the parkers
But it's like overstepped at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my
Fuck that, battle 'em all, I'll battle 'em all
I'll there and yell mad at a wall
the mannequin doll scatter the inanimate objects
That I'm badder than all, and fall
Cause I the track
And I'm to get fucking amped, I'mma spark with 'em
Like the car with the cables to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as got it backwards cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's
I start attacking your squadron
You'll like Master Card when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Clay Matthews from 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 bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch
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
guy next door 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 dies 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 and flaunts it around me
Her flat little badonkadonk is bouncing
And all I see is [?] slaughterhouse in a blouse
And Madonna mud on her, got dammit I a misogynist
I slap [?] a lobster, throw her off a balcony
Just so happens she's of Al
now she's faceplanting on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes ain't strong enough to pick up a
Shit, you faggots couldn't shoplift at a thrift
But I let the lift 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
Five finger
Been rapping so long been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Levy, and Gary Condit
Always if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get to some bullshit
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Action
Macklemore and Mac and Asher Roth
Have some and forths
And a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's Control verse
And Fack in concert
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Yo, I put that shit on a Hits album
Now was awesome
It some massive balls to do some shit like that
I have to ponder why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
the attraction, mama?
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's at you, mama?
Who knows at this point, it's always so meh
Still get along with this voice cause that's the
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who knows me 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 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 can't find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze and blind him
Blowing the gasket at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the salt 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
Bandwagoners kicking the damn stragglers off and I'm 'em
Kim Basinger on the ass