Luyện nghe bài hát Skitzo

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Yea, Im Ds on the Cadillac
Riding through Decatur, nigga, verb zacarat
You a fucking lier never slung a crumb of crack
Bash your window and I drag out you pontiac
your mom the zombies 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 want my fucking money
Disadvantage, Im schizophrenic, these panic
Dickin' Janice, Im popping and speaking Spanish
Na la cum la la cum pla, I aint say a
A nerd, Im riding dirty with the Mossberg
I am awkward, Im cough syrup
Im as a martian 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
Just got a new and the seats is all fur
My brain's fried, gone and my balls hurt
I grab the nine to forty-five and let em all
Mr. Benton, bitches say 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 fake mall cop, Paul Blart
I run you over with the shopping in Wal-Mart
Hop out the Subaru, huffing a of glue
Your ring around my dick just like a hula hoop
through the city in a bullet proof suit
Im enough to rip a fucking roof up off a coupe
You wanna Tupac
I throw you off the and run down and catch you
these niggas jarren that got the juice
Somebody 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 hundred grand on a prostitute

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