Luyện nghe bài hát Simple And Blunt

(Grunts)
It Out

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

(We Likes It Wickid, We It Wickid)

We Like Cartoon Serial 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 This Underground World, We Gettin Furious,
Just Like This Sampler Bumpin' Right Now,
This Be Your Callin' To Our Carnival Ground,
Tell Me Mother Fucker Trully,
How You
Ever Get The Urge Do A Little Wig Splittin?
Ever Been The Kid Picked For A Team?
Ever Have Mutha Fuckas Come And Shit On Dreams?
Do You Ideas And Somthin' To Say?
Only Ain't Nobody Ever Got They Pointed Your Way,
Ever Been Fucked With Like This And Like And Go Home With Crazy Thoughts Like Cuttin' They Neck?
Might Find And Escape In This Band The Hate,
Cause We Been Shit On Homie We Can Relate,
Ain't Nobody Datin' Any Hollywood Stars,
Attendin VIP Parties At Profile Bars,
But If We Ain't Your Cup Of Tea Then Just Don't Fuck Me,
I Respect The Out The Fact You Stuck There With Me,
And On Why I Tried To Explain Ourselves,

(Cause The Hatchets For Some Record Sales)

You That ICP Is Fuckin Hated And Doubted,
But Our New Albums The Bomb And I Lie About It,
We Call It The Wraith And The Sixth Joker's Card,
And The Juggalo Worlds Been Waitin' And Hard,
So We Savin' It All, We Won't You A Lick,
Thats Why They Got Me On Here Bout' The Shit,
But For Ten Years This Been In Our Focus,
Everything From Dog On Through To Dark Lotus,
And Its Droppin' On November 5th,
The Fuckin' Record Label Fucks Up The Shit,
Plan Is Thats The Day That The Best We Can Do Be Put In The Stores And Delivered To You,
Or You Can Download The Shit Free Probably Will,
But The Packaging And Booklet It With Is Ill',
So If Your Lookin' For The Way Of Compin' It Free,
My Is Hit A Record 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 Won't Get When 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',
That's Just Some Other Fuckin' Idiot's Opinion,
If He Knows Whats So He Should Make It Himself,
And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Fuckin' Body Else,
All We Tryin' To Say,
Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Your Way,
A Somethin' For The Underdogs Out There,
We Extendin' The To Let You Know That We Here,
And Our Doors,
Is Always To Yours,
And For Else We Stand Up And Applause,
For Takin' A Little Time To To Me Spit,
On This Free CD, Hatchet, Shit,
And For All The Juggalos Out Who Been Know The Deal,
We Put Together Here For You To Feel,
On!