Luyện nghe bài hát Simple And Blunt

(Grunts)
It Out

Another Sampler,
I Even Front,
I'll Fuckin' Tell You All About Our Simple And Blunt,
And If You Take The To Listen As I Run This Down,
You Might Even Dig Our Shit And Understand The Wickid Clown,
We Forever Cause' Up On The Suface,
They've Always Said We Peices Of Shit And Worthless,
Yet,
As Im This Down,
I Over At The Wall And I Don't Know How,
But We Got Two Platinum Albums And Four Gold,
And We Never Used MTV We Up The Back Road,
And Built A Fan Base That Behind The Clown,
That They'd Tear Your Fuckin' City In Half to Show Down,
See But Thats It Though,
It A Fan Base,
Its A Drawn Together Like We From Outer Space,
I Mean We Call Ourselves Juggalos I Guess Explains It,
We Relate Cause We Been Through The Types Of Pain,
I Mean ICP Don't Rap The Money We Get,
Cause Half The Juggalos So They Stealin' Our Shit,
And They Don't Wanna Hear Us Pushin' A Benze,
They Takin' Fuckin' Greyhounds Just To Get To Gatherins',

(We Likes It Wickid, We It Wickid)

We Cartoon Serial Slaughterer's On Our Records,
And Its How We To The Pressures Of Life,
Let Our Music Do The Killin' For You Be Alright,
And Seriously You The Least Bit Curious,
Up With This Underground World, We Gettin Furious,
Just This Sampler Your Bumpin' Right Now,
This Might Be Your To Our Carnival Ground,
Tell Me This Fucker Trully,
How You
Get The Urge Maybe Do A Little Wig Splittin?
Ever Been The Last Kid Picked For A
Ever Have Mutha Fuckas Come And On Your Dreams?
Do You Have Ideas And To Say?
Only Ain't Nobody Ever Got Ears Pointed Your Way,
Ever Been Fucked With Like This And Like That And Go Home With Thoughts Like Cuttin' They Neck?
Might Find And In This Band The World Hate,
Cause We Gettin' Shit On Homie We Can Relate,
Ain't Nobody Datin' Any Hollywood Stars,
VIP Parties At High Profile Bars,
But If We Ain't Your Cup Of Tea Then Don't Fuck With Me,
I Respect The Fuck Out The Fact You Stuck There Me,
And On Why I Tried To Explain Ourselves,

(Cause The Hatchets For Some Record Sales)

You Know That ICP Is Fuckin And Doubted,
But Our New The Bomb And I Wouldn't Lie About It,
We Call It The Wraith And It's The Joker's Card,
And The Worlds Been Waitin' Long And Hard,
So We Savin' It All, We Play You A Lick,
Thats Why Got Me On Here Rappin' Bout' The Shit,
But For Ten This Albums Been In Our Focus,
Everything From Dog Beats On Through To Lotus,
And Its Finally Droppin' On 5th,
Unless The Fuckin' Label Fucks Up The Shit,
Plan Is Thats The Day That The We Can Do Will Be Put In The Stores And Delivered To You,
Or You Can Download The Shit Free Probably Will,
But The Packaging And It Comes With Is Ill',
So If Your Lookin' For The Way Of Compin' It Free,
My Advice Is Hit A Store And Pluck The CD,
Get You The Booklet, And Get You The Disc,
And Leave All The Case With The And Shit,
And But Somthin' Cheap Like A Britney Spears Sticker,
So They Get Suspicious When They See You At The Register,
One Way Or The I Can Promise You This,
Or Not Our Fuckin' Record's The Shit,
And I Don't A Fuck What Rolling Stone Ends Up Givin',
That's Just Some Other Fuckin' Idiot's Opinion,
If He Knows So Dope He Should Make It Himself,
And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Else,
All We Tryin' To Say,
Is Our Ass LP Is Headed Your Way,
A Lil' For The Underdogs Out There,
We The Depth To Let You Know That We Here,
And Our Doors,
Is Always To Yours,
And For Everybody We Stand Up And Applause,
For A Little Time To Listen To Me Spit,
On This CD, Hatchet, Sampler Shit,
And For All The Out There Who Been Know The Deal,
We Put Together Here For You To Feel,
On!