Luyện nghe bài hát Simple And Blunt

(Grunts)
It Out

Another Sampler,
I Even Front,
I'll Fuckin' Tell You All About Our Shit 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 We Talentless Peices Of Shit And Worthless,
Yet,
As Im This Down,
I Glance At The Wall And I Don't Know How,
But We Got Two Platinum Albums And Four Gold,
And We Used MTV We Went Up The Back Road,
And Built A Fan Base That Said The Clown,
That Tear Your Fuckin' City In Half 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 That Explains It,
We Relate Cause We Been Through The Types Of Pain,
I Mean ICP Don't Rap About The We Get,
Half The Juggalos So Broke They Stealin' Our Shit,
And Don't Wanna Hear About Us Pushin' A Benze,
When They Takin' Fuckin' Greyhounds To Get To Gatherins',

(We It Wickid, We Keeps It Wickid)

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

(Cause The Hustlin' For Some Record Sales)

You Know That ICP Is Fuckin And Doubted,
But Our New Albums The And I Wouldn't Lie About It,
We Call It The And It's The Sixth Joker's Card,
And The Juggalo Worlds Waitin' Long And Hard,
So We Savin' It All, We Play You A Lick,
Why They Got Me On Here Rappin' Bout' The Shit,
But For Ten Years This Been In Our Focus,
Everything From Dog 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 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 Lookin' For The Best 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 The Cover 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,
Or Not Our Fuckin' Record's The Shit,
And I Don't Give A Fuck What Stone Ends Up Givin',
Cause That's Just Some Other Fuckin' Opinion,
If He Knows Whats So Dope He Should It Himself,
And Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Body Else,
All We Tryin' To Say,
Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Headed Way,
A Somethin' For The Underdogs Out There,
We Extendin' The Depth To Let You Know 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 Who Been Know The Deal,
We Put Together This For You To Feel,
On!