Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir style slice of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they rough enuff, listen

I just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting
And the baby instead of gettin' it aborted

Yo, I talk morbid to make you feel awkward
Deaths a part of life, yo, you cant ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sport it like
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya gran bought it

I talk so foul, I so course, I show no regret
I show no remorse a necromanic raping a corpse
Up the anal while contracting genital warts

My metaphor's are twisted like that
you gotta put that hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to on the biscuit
I'm so sadistic so I fantasize about
My mums ex in a bath tub with his wrists slit

And I'm real sick hearing these pricks talk
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me I'm thick
And I'm real of these bullshit guys
They best go, hide I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, right up to
Might ave to do it reservoir style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't enuff

You best buy a TV if you want me to
I'm so heavy influenced by the things that I watch
It ain't just 'Pulp Fiction' and 'Reservoir
irreversible, there's my 'City Of God'

It's the on every channel when I turn on the box
It seems singing on top of the pops
glitter, Michael Mish-a-walk
On the net ken bigley got his tek off

That's some nasty shit and still you why I'm sick
I see this shit and I say exactly what I think
That's nasty shit and you don't ban it
But you ban games, somethin' 'round here really stinks

What about cigarettes and drinks?
Or the animal that just so your wife could wear that mink
Your like gettin' caught, pissin' in the sink
A white girl wont suck my just because its pink

And I'm real sick these pricks talk shit
get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They best go, 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

it, the last verse is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's worse
this is about a guy getting chauffeured in a hurst
Let me do what Nas did and tell that shit in

The hirst brings the back to the morgue
The guy from the undresses the corpse
Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood back in
Body goes to hospital where it comes alive again

The paramedics walk backwards like an dance
Put the wounded man back in the
The ambulances engine turns on
And its lights flash as it plays his favorite

The guy back to the exact spot where they found him
And the medics and and all the by go back
they came from till eventually
No one him and the blood pours up him
Rather down him

The man then upwards back on his feet
Stumbles towards a figure on the other side of the street
He walks into the that cut his belly
Then he holds his which was bleeding already

He removes his so you can see the cut
And as the knife the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the he said which were, 'What the fuck'
And unscreams the scream from the first cut

the blood from he severely severed ear
Crawls back up his cheek and slowly
As the knife wielding unhacks it from the rear
Puts the knife after reattaching the ear

Then walks backwards thought the
Where he's disregarded
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm reading his
Takes the snail he stepped on from its creator
Only to be killed again when I fast forward shit later

in his house now back in his bed
He to a CD and un-bops his head
the CD out the player and puts it back in its case
Which has my name on the cover with my face

Fast forward, there's been a
And the police know who's it
Not lookin' for a motive 'coz they don't know why he it
Sure enough it don't that long for them to find a reason
And they publicly state it on TV evening

A couple of months later, this gets banned
Like it was me who put that in his hand
And told him to kill man

Like this whole song was just kinda sickly devised plan
To hurt some poor cunt I don't know
And never met before in my life

The words said, "The pen is mightier than the sword"
Was right and you better think
you step to me and pick a fight