Luyện nghe bài hát Skitsofrantic

Just skitsofrantic, panic

Just me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, I'm home
I hear people in the other room
Cookin' up chicken, in my kitchen
Try to drive home, in the back
Whisperin' words, breathin' on my
my ear, I know they're right there
But I see 'em in my mirror

in my bed, I'm better off dead
They're tryin' to figure out a way to cut off my
under covers, they're tryin' to get me
But I can tell one of them is under with me
I got a phone call, I pick it up
Can't do a thing, let it ring
if I do, the phone will explode
I I better leave him on hold

Just skitsofrantic, don't
skitsofrantic, don't panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't
skitsofrantic, don't panic

I just chill, bitch, get real
I know you're to poison my meal, I know the deal
You want me dead so that you can get
I ain't gotta dime, so don't your time
I gotta kill them or they'll me
Who's these guys trynna down my street
He's got a bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm a give his ass somethin',

The man door try to take me out
So I set a bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I know shit
How do I know you're legit,
I hate to say it but fuck Mark
'Cause I can he's just one of them
Every night I see him on my TV
He's always lookin' at me,

skitsofrantic, don't panic
Just skitsofrantic, panic
skitsofrantic, don't panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't

Sittin' in my room, everything's
I think I somebody fart
Now how can be, ain't nobody home but me
And somebody's trynna the key, hello
Losin' my mind, fuck all you
out a axe and take all my clothes
Paint my face a wicked clown
I'm down, skitsofrantic

Just skitsofrantic, panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, don't
skitsofrantic, don't panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, don't

Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, panic
Just skitsofrantic, panic
skitsofrantic, don't panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't
Just skitsofrantic, panic
Just skitsofrantic, don't
skitsofrantic, don't panic

No, you ain't getting none,
costs money
Oh, hey hey,
How are you liking the ride thus
Excellent, this next one is about shit
That comes out of the sewers and
And chokes your neck, called the smog