Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick hearing these pricks talk
get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' 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

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

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

Yo, I talk morbid just to 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 dead bought it

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

My metaphor's are twisted like game
Where you gotta put hob nob in ya gob
If you the one to come on the biscuit
I'm so so I fantasize 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 real tired of bullshit guys
They best go, hide 'coz I'm for 'em on the sly

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

You best buy a TV if you want me to
'Coz I'm so heavy influenced by the things 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 Pedophiles on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Michael
On the net ken got his neck tek off

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

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

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 of these bullshit guys
They best go, hide I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

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

it, the last verse is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's worse
'Coz this is about a guy getting chauffeured in a
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
Embalming fluid back out, the blood goes back in
Body goes back to hospital where it alive again

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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