Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz 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

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

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

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

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

My metaphor's are twisted that game
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 sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there slit 'coz they talkin' 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

had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' 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 things that I
It ain't just 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 Pedophiles singing on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Mish-a-walk
On the net ken bigley got his tek off

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

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

And I'm real sick hearing these talk shit
They get there slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
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 of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

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

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

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

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

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

He removes his so you can see the cut
And as the undoes the slice, it closes back up
He the words 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 disappears
As the knife silhouette unhacks it from the rear
Puts the knife after reattaching the ear

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

Back in his 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 along with my

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

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

Like this whole was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To some poor cunt I don't even know
And I've never met 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