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 Said We Talentless Peices Of Shit And Worthless,
Yet,
As Im Writin' Down,
I Glance Over At The Wall And I Know How,
But We Got Two Albums And Another Four Gold,
And We Used MTV We Went Up The Back Road,
And Built A Fan Base Said Behind The Clown,
They'd Tear Your Fuckin' City In Half to Show They Down,
See But Just 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 Rap About The Money We Get,
Cause Half The Juggalos So Broke Stealin' Our Shit,
And They Don't Wanna Hear Us Pushin' A Benze,
They Takin' Fuckin' Greyhounds Just To Get To Gatherins',

(We It Wickid, We Keeps It Wickid)

We Like Serial Slaughterer's On Our Records,
And Its How We Ajust To The Of Life,
Let Our Music Do The Killin' For You Be Alright,
And Seriously You The Least Bit Curious,
Whats Up With This World, We Gettin Furious,
Just Like This Your Bumpin' Right Now,
Might Be Your Callin' To Our Carnival Ground,
Tell Me This Fucker Trully,
How You
Ever Get The Maybe Do A Little Wig Splittin?
Ever Been The Last Kid Picked For A
Ever Have Fuckas Come And Shit On Your Dreams?
Do You Have Ideas And To Say?
Only Ain't Nobody Ever Got They Pointed Your Way,
Ever Been Fucked With Like This And That And Go Home With Crazy Thoughts Like Cuttin' They Neck?
Might And Escape In This Band The World Hate,
Cause We Gettin' Shit On Homie We Can Relate,
Nobody Hear Datin' Any Hollywood Stars,
Attendin VIP At High Profile Bars,
But If We Ain't Cup Of Tea Then Just 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 Hustlin' For Some Sales)

You Know That ICP Is Hated And Doubted,
But Our New Albums The Bomb And I Lie About It,
We It The Wraith And It's The Sixth Joker's Card,
And The Juggalo Worlds Waitin' Long And Hard,
So We It All, We Won't Play You A Lick,
Thats Why They Got Me On Here Rappin' The Shit,
But For Ten Years This Been In Our Focus,
Everything Dog Beats On Through To Dark Lotus,
And Its Finally On November 5th,
Unless The Fuckin' Record Label Up The Shit,
Plan Is Thats The Day That The Best We Can Do Will Be Put In The And Delivered To You,
Or You Can The Shit Free Most Probably Will,
But The And Booklet It Comes With Is Ill',
So If Lookin' For The Best Way Of Compin' It Free,
My Advice Is Hit A Record Store And The CD,
Get You The Booklet, And Get You The Disc,
And All The Case With The Cover And Shit,
And Then But Somthin' Cheap Like A Spears Sticker,
So They Won't Get Suspicious They See You At The Register,
One Way Or The I Can Promise You This,
Juggalo Or Not Our Fuckin' The Shit,
And I Don't Give A What Rolling Stone Ends Up Givin',
Cause That's Some Other Fuckin' Idiot's Opinion,
If He Knows Whats So He Should Make It Himself,
And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Else,
Anyway All We To Say,
Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Headed Way,
A Somethin' For The Underdogs Out There,
We Extendin' The Depth To Let You That We Here,
And Our Doors,
Is Always To Yours,
And For Else We Stand Up And Applause,
For A Little Time To Listen To Me Spit,
On This Free CD, Hatchet, Shit,
And For All The Juggalos Out Who Been Know The Deal,
We Put Together This For You To Feel,
On!