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 The Time To Listen 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 Always Said We Peices Of Shit And Worthless,
Yet,
As Im Writin' Down,
I Over At The Wall And I Don't Know How,
But We Got Two Platinum Albums And Four Gold,
And We Never MTV We Went Up The Back Road,
And Built A Fan Base That Behind The Clown,
That They'd Tear Your City In Half to Show They Down,
See But Thats It Though,
It A Fan Base,
Its A Drawn Together Like We From Outer Space,
I Mean We Call Ourselves I Guess That Explains It,
We Relate Cause We Been Through The Same Of Pain,
I Mean ICP Don't Rap About The We Get,
Cause Half The Juggalos So Broke They Our Shit,
And They Wanna Hear About Us Pushin' A Benze,
They Takin' 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 To The Pressures Of Life,
Let Our Music Do The Killin' For You Be Alright,
And Seriously Ain't You The Bit Curious,
Whats Up This Underground World, We Gettin Furious,
Just Like This Your Bumpin' Right Now,
This Might Be Your To Our Carnival Ground,
Tell Me Mother Fucker Trully,
How You
Ever Get The Maybe Do A Little Wig Splittin?
Ever Been The Last Kid Picked For A
Ever Have Mutha Come And Shit On Your Dreams?
Do You Have And Somthin' To Say?
Only Ain't Nobody Ever Got They Ears Your Way,
Ever Been Fucked With Like This And That And Go Home With Crazy Thoughts Like Cuttin' They Neck?
Might Find And Escape In This The World Hate,
We Been Gettin' Shit On Homie We Can Relate,
Ain't Nobody Hear Any Hollywood Stars,
Attendin VIP Parties At Profile Bars,
But If We Ain't Your Cup Of Tea Then Don't Fuck With Me,
I Respect The Fuck Out The You Stuck There With Me,
And On Why I Tried To Explain Ourselves,

(Cause The Hatchets Hustlin' For Record Sales)

You Know ICP Is Fuckin Hated And Doubted,
But Our New The Bomb And I Wouldn't Lie About It,
We Call It The Wraith And It's The Sixth 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 Rappin' Bout' The Shit,
But For Ten Years Albums Been In Our Focus,
From Dog Beats On Through To Dark Lotus,
And Its Finally Droppin' On 5th,
Unless The Fuckin' Record 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 Most Probably Will,
But The Packaging And It Comes With Is Ill',
So If Your 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 Leave All The Case The Cover And Shit,
And Then But Somthin' Cheap A Britney Spears Sticker,
So They Won't Get When They See You At The Register,
One Way Or The Other I Can You This,
Juggalo Or Not Our Fuckin' The Shit,
And I Don't Give A Fuck What Rolling Stone Up Givin',
Cause Just Some Other Fuckin' Idiot's Opinion,
If He Knows Whats So Dope He Should It Himself,
And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Else,
Anyway All We To Say,
Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Your Way,
A Lil' For The Underdogs Out There,
We The Depth To Let You Know That We Here,
And Our Doors,
Is Open To Yours,
And For Everybody We Stand Up And Applause,
For Takin' A Time To Listen To Me Spit,
On This Free CD, Hatchet, Shit,
And For All The Juggalos Out There Who Been The Deal,
We Put Together This For You To Feel,
On!