Luyện nghe bài hát Skitzo

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Yea, Im Ds on the Cadillac
Riding through Decatur, nigga, bumping verb
You a fucking lier faggot never a crumb of crack
Bash your fucking window and I out you pontiac
Tell mom the zombies back
hypochondriac
Gag a bitch and shove her in the dryer at the
Cokehead insomniac, on some Cognac
Dude this fucking sucks, I want my fucking money back
Disadvantage, Im schizophrenic, these panic
Dickin' Janice, Im popping and speaking Spanish
Na la cum la la cum pla, I say a word
A fucking nerd, Im riding with the Mossberg
I am awkward, Im sipping syrup
Im high as a in a flying saucer
up to 808 Blake and Mike Whalberg
I punch through the sheet rock and make the hurt
wolf, I claw a dress and panties off her
Just got a new and the seats is all fur
My brain's fried, hearts gone and my hurt
I the nine to forty-five and let em all squirt
Mr. Benton, say they sick of him
Im up at Micky Ds, I get an English
You hang around all pigs you McLovin
I shove a freakin prick inside a brick oven
You niggas like mall cop, Paul Blart
I run you over with the shopping in Wal-Mart
Hop out the Subaru, huffing a of glue
Your girl ring around my dick just like a hula
Manuever the city in a bullet proof suit
Im enough to rip a fucking roof up off a coupe
You wanna play
I throw you off the and run down and catch you
Tell these jarren that got the juice
call the doctor, Dr. Suess or Dr. Roof
Im so out of my rocker any fucking doc will do
I let the choppers loose and then I a rock or two
And spend a grand on a one-legged prostitute

Yea Im going hard nigga, baked
Big said more money, more niggas
I blow a couple recs, took an eighth of coke
Now let me show you it means to be skitzo
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Doctor Brad Murray, Bitch Im known to kill mics
I meet you in your nightmares, and bash you with a steel
Somebody must have laced this heroin cause I dont right
Just bought my wife a set of Martha stainless steel knives
Hey, Im talking to you dickhead!
Jarren, he's dead he cannot hear you,
every city strips and grabbing every pretty tits
Y'all playing hookie, Mister Benton's really sick
Leave it to Beaver, Im leaving with
With this cleaver to his neck
And Im making him eat
Kick a bitch in the face cause shes a dick
Did a song with Satan and thats a sick
Im not a being, Im a sick creature
Run in every church to murder every sick
Stomping a nigga to a seizure, smoking spliff of reefer
A bully geeks off the top bleacher
Fucking skitzo, eat the barrel of
I can shit a hand grenade and piss out a
Lets play Operation, I want to see blood
Lets it real official, this saw will cut through a gristle
Im so extraordinary inside the mortuary
inside the cemetery, dig up every corpse thats buried
This is so unnecessary, voices in my head, scary
Sick of crazy, God I want to be ordinary!
Im going hard nigga, honey baked
Big said more money, more niggas
I blow a recs, just took an eighth of coke
Now let me show you it means to be a skitzo
Talking]
Yo Jarren, wake up dog
Come on, yo the fuck up man, come on
Come on, Yo Kato, call 911
Man I think fucker overdosed
Get up man, come on, on!
talking]
Yo Jarren, yo stop stop stop chill!
Yo, youre just slappin, youre talking to right now, man.
Im to study for this midterm, fuckin schitzo.