Luyện nghe bài hát Sickness

You ready? Are you
Aiyyo, we need some beer to the stage
(Quick, quick, quick)
Alkaholiks on the set, ready? Uhh

Aiyyo, six million drinks to try, choose one
So you can catch a buzz while Likwid show you how done
Bouncin' off the walls is just my havin' fun
all these weak niggaz, why the fuck'd we lose Pun?

Damn! a trip to see the world twist around us
But Tha clique A.K.A. The 40 Downers
twisty, twisty, yak and brews
Black Rob flows is "Whoa!", Tha is like "Whoo!"

Is there a doctor in the house 'cause somebody need him?
Tash for his right to party, I need my freedom
So I can drink in without the cops eyein' me
F.B.I. spyin' me cause buyin' me

I got drunk and got with Tha Liks
But before I put it down all I is a fix
Now a nut, I rhymes aways on different days
And wonder how I stay so blazed

I'm a sickness, I'm like a sickness but there is no cure
And when you hear my voice it sound so pure?
Tha know, come bust fo' sho'
So whether we together kickin' down the

From Lake to Paris generic rappers get embarrassed
We B-boy Sermons just like Erick's
Liks flowin' longer than your grandparent's marriage
Eatin' buzzed brownies than Bugs eat carrots

Kick back in the 'Llac like a and a carriage
Spittin' "The Facts of Life" more than and Ms. Garrett
When I'm runnin' my errands, Dayton feel like Ferris
Get in your larynx, if yo' ass get careless

Aiyyo, who the soul? I did 'cause I was desperate
Send a random note to Loud, I want a million for my shit
I know you got the money, Steve, just reach into that bag
Then step back and watch me these "Bombs On Baghdad"

'Cause Tash rap melodical, periodical
Niggaz think they hot but I'm seein' they got it though
I'm from L.A., you from Idaho, no you gotta go
Fo' albums deep, so motherfuckers gotta know

We birds of a feather so we together
Tha Liks and Rocwilder gonna choke
in this motherfucker comin' raw dog style
Hold my drink, Mr. Tan, I jump in the crowd

I got drunk and got with Tha Liks
But before I put it all I need is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on different
And wonder how I stay so blazed

I'm like a sickness, I'm like a sickness but is no cure
And when you my voice don't it sound so pure
Tha know, come bust fo' sho'
So whether we kickin' down the doors

my gutter language, but fuck bein' famous
Ro for nameless don of rhymin' China chainless
Olde English ancient Chevys with paint chips
I breathe herb, so say my words is tainted

Let's it back to "Colors", get your face painted with fat caps
I got more in my mind than you can fit in your backpacks
Go 'head, eat 'em up like packs
I stay busy like shacks

I like my hoes the lickable toes
And the silver dollar nipples that be out the clothes
Now I you want flows like MackinRo's
'Cause you be standin' on the stage at all our motherfuckin'

James Robinson, even my name is
astonishin' from the Likwid Conglomerate
My in it, I'm in it, so we remain prominent
Rap I'm bombin' it, it's too much Uncle Tom in it

I got drunk and got with Tha Liks
But before I put it all I need is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on different
And everybody wonder how I stay so

I'm like a sickness, I'm like a sickness but there is no
And when you my voice don't it sound so pure
Tha know, come bust fo' sho'
So we together kickin' down the doors

I got and got down with Tha Liks
But before I put it down all I is a fix
Now a nut, I rhymes aways on different days
And wonder how I stay so blazed

I'm like a sickness, I'm like a sickness but there is no
And when you hear my voice it sound so pure
Tha know, come bust fo' sho'
So whether we kickin' down the doors