Luyện nghe bài hát Skitzo

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Yea, Im Ds on the Cadillac
Riding through Decatur, nigga, bumping zacarat
You a fucking lier faggot never slung a of crack
your fucking window and I drag out you pontiac
Tell your mom the zombies
hypochondriac
Gag a bitch and her in the dryer at the laundry-mat
insomniac, sipping on some Cognac
Dude this fucking album sucks, I 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 dirty with the
I am awkward, Im sipping cough
Im high as a in a flying saucer
up to 808 Blake and Mike Whalberg
I punch the sheet rock and make the wall 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 balls
I grab the nine to and let em all squirt
Mr. Benton, say they sick of him
Im up at Micky Ds, I get an McMuffin
You around all pigs like you McLovin
I a freakin prick inside a fucking 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 tube of
Your girl ring around my dick like a hula hoop
Manuever through the city in a bullet proof
Im strong enough to rip a fucking up off a coupe
You play Tupac
I you off the roof and run down and catch you
these niggas jarren that got the juice
Somebody call the doctor, Dr. Suess or Dr.
Im so out of my fucking rocker any doc will do
I let the loose and then I smoke a rock or two
And spend a hundred grand on a one-legged

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