Luyện nghe bài hát Skitzo

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Yea, Im Ds on the Cadillac
Riding Decatur, nigga, bumping verb zacarat
You a fucking lier faggot never a crumb of crack
Bash your window and I drag out you pontiac
Tell mom the zombies back
hypochondriac
Gag a bitch and her in the dryer at the laundry-mat
Cokehead insomniac, on some Cognac
this fucking album 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 dirty the Mossberg
I am awkward, Im sipping cough
Im as a martian in a flying saucer
What up to 808 Blake and Mike
I through 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 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 McMuffin
You hang around all pigs you McLovin
I shove a freakin prick inside a brick oven
You niggas fake like mall cop, Paul
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 through the in a bullet proof suit
Im strong to rip a fucking roof up off a coupe
You wanna Tupac
I throw you off the roof and run down and you
Tell these niggas that got the juice
Somebody call the doctor, Dr. or Dr. Roof
Im so out of my fucking rocker any fucking doc do
I let the choppers loose and then I 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 Murray, Bitch Im known to kill mics
I meet you in your nightmares, and bash you a steel pipe
Somebody must have laced this heroin cause I dont feel
Just bought my wife a set of Stewart stainless steel knives
Hey, Im fucking to you dickhead!
Jarren, he's he cannot hear you, idiot
Roaming every city and grabbing every pretty tits
Y'all playing hookie, Mister Benton's really sick
it to Beaver, Im leaving with Beiber
With this meat cleaver to his
And Im making him eat
Kick a bitch in the face shes a dick teaser
Did a song Satan and thats a sick feature
Im not a human being, Im a sick
Run in every church to murder every sick
Stomping a to a seizure, smoking every spliff of reefer
A bully geeks off the top bleacher
skitzo, eat the barrel of pistols
I can shit a hand grenade and piss out a
play Operation, I want to see blood drizzle
Lets make it real official, this saw cut through a gristle
Im so extraordinary sleep the mortuary
inside the cemetery, dig up every corpse thats buried
This is so unnecessary, in my head, thats scary
of being crazy, God I want to be ordinary!
[Chorus]Yea Im hard nigga, honey baked
Big said more money, niggas hate
I blow a recs, just took an eighth of coke
Now let me you what it means to be a skitzo
[Jarren
Yo Jarren, wake up dog
on, yo wake the fuck up man, come on
Come on, Yo Kato, call 911
Man I this fucker overdosed
Get up man, come on, on!
talking]
Yo Jarren, Jarren yo stop stop chill!
Yo, youre just slappin, youre to yourself right now, man.
Im trying to for this midterm, fuckin schitzo.