Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

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

I've had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style of their ear
'Coz had enuff 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 like 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 just ignore it
when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it like
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya dead gran 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 genital warts

My are twisted like that game
you gotta put that hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to come on the
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 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 go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

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

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

It's the news on every channel I turn on the box
It Pedophiles singing on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Mish-a-walk
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 and I say exactly what I think
That's some shit and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' 'round really stinks

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

And I'm real sick hearing 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
ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't rough

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

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

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

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

The man then falls upwards back on his
towards a dark figure on the other side of the street
He walks into the blade that cut his
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 words he said which were, the fuck'
And unscreams the scream from the first cut

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

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

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

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

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

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

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