Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

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

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

I don't just the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted lil' mo getting rapped
And the baby instead of gettin' it aborted

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

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

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

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

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

You best buy a TV if you want me to
I'm so heavy influenced by the things that I watch
It just 'Pulp Fiction' and 'Reservoir Dogs'
It's irreversible, there's my Of God'

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

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

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

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

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

Check it, the last is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, definitely worse
'Coz this is about a guy getting chauffeured in a
Let me do what Nas did and that shit in reverse

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

The walk backwards like an Irish dance
Put the man back in the ambulance
The ambulances engine back on
And its flash as it plays his favorite song

The guy goes to the exact spot where they found him
And the and and all the passers by go back
Where they came from eventually
No one surrounds him and the pours up him
Rather than him

The man then falls upwards back on his
Stumbles towards a dark figure on the other of the street
He walks the blade that cut his belly
Then he holds his neck 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 words he said were, 'What the fuck'
And the scream from the first initial cut

Then the from he severely severed ear
back up his cheek and slowly disappears
As the knife wielding silhouette unhacks it the rear
the knife away after reattaching the ear

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

Back in his house now 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 along with my face

forward, there's been a murder
And the police who's done 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 shit gets
Like it was me who put that switch in his
And told him to that man

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

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