Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

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

'Coz I've 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 tough, tryin' ta get rough
its obvious they ain't rough enuff, listen

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

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

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

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

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

I've 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 rough

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

the news on every channel when I turn on the box
It seems singing on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Michael
On the net ken got his neck tek off

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

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

And I'm real sick these pricks talk shit
They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
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, up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of ear
'Coz I've had enuff of actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
its obvious they ain't rough enuff

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

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

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

The guy goes back to the exact where they found him
And the medics and and all the by go back
Where they came from till
No one surrounds him and the blood up him
Rather than him

The man falls upwards back on his feet
Stumbles a dark figure on the other side of the street
He walks into the blade cut his belly
Then he holds his neck which was bleeding

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

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

Then walks backwards the bushes
Where disregarded nature
the guy on the bench, I'm reading his paper
Takes the snail he stepped on back from its
Only to be killed again when I fast this shit later

in his house now back in his bed
He un-listens to a CD and his head
Take's the CD out the player and puts it back in its
has my name on the cover along with my face

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

A of months later, this shit gets banned
it was me who put that switch 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 whoever said, "The pen is mightier the sword"
Was right and you better think
Before you step to me and pick a