Luyện nghe bài hát Skitzo

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Yea, Im throwing Ds on the
Riding through Decatur, nigga, bumping zacarat
You a fucking faggot never slung a crumb of crack
Bash your window and I drag out you pontiac
Tell your mom the back
Fucking
Gag a bitch and her in the dryer at the laundry-mat
Cokehead insomniac, sipping on Cognac
Dude this fucking album sucks, I my fucking money back
Disadvantage, Im schizophrenic, bitches panic
Dickin' Janice, Im Xanax 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 martian in a saucer
What up to 808 and Mike Whalberg
I punch through the sheet rock and make the hurt
Teen wolf, I a dress and panties off her
got a new Lebaron and the seats is all fur
My brain's fried, hearts gone and my hurt
I grab the nine to and let em all squirt
Mr. Benton, bitches say they of him
Im up at Ds, I get an English McMuffin
You around all pigs like you McLovin
I shove a freakin inside a fucking brick oven
You niggas fake like cop, Paul Blart
I run you over with the shopping cart in
Hop out the Subaru, a tube of glue
Your girl ring around my dick just a hula hoop
Manuever the city in a bullet proof suit
Im strong enough to rip a fucking up off a coupe
You wanna Tupac
I throw you off the and run down and catch you
Tell these niggas that got the juice
Somebody the doctor, Dr. Suess or Dr. Roof
Im so out of my fucking rocker any doc will do
I let the choppers loose and then I a rock or two
And spend a hundred on a one-legged prostitute

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