Luyện nghe bài hát Speculationz

You're where you want to be and you're what you want to do in your mind. [sample] (repeats multiple times throughout song)
Pop shit out, bitch.
Speculation has it that I'm the one,
I like to rip out my and spit the black magic
and I'm supppsed to be fuckin' crack addict without a rubber?
and I already got a babby by your
they say I'm signed by a of sorts
and my mama, she was a banshee that was drowned by the
say my little Jamie is dead and in the grave
and that I'm all and afriad
and everthing I has been so underestimated
I've been hated by generations for having conversations with people who make it
how I fake it?
I'm a monster, me the weirdo with the axe from another galaxy?
I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to the rim with the blood and spit suspisions of me it up,
slow the fuck scatterzones get out my
I'm blastin' away all you hatters, hit me on my two way

Besides some bullshit down, I'm ok. (x4)

Speculation has it that I'm a drunk and a addict
a shit always tryin' to start static
a boarderline with long fingernails
either that or he's a coke head, but I don't think he
Speculation has it that I've already engaged in sexual with me and Gwen Stefani
I'm video tappin' in the nettin' down lows
Speculation is called is the one who boned
I can't escape it, it or fake it out
you in the face as if I don't know what you talkin' 'bout
The you haerd that I don't spit on nobodys shit but no dough hattin'
and many mouths to feed and many personalities in me lookin' to get
Is it lie or is it truth? You can put on our skills,
they stay like my Batman suit.

Besides some fallin' down, I'm ok. (x4)

We smash the plastic if I to blast to pack it
Get 'em up, hit 'em up
hateration, me an' Twiztid don't give a fiznuck
''cause we gonna' stake an' it up a state an' smash it indipendantly
with a dedicated ass fan that'll do a motherfucker in for me

But see they just don't know. I be rappin' too fast, they just be too slow.
be spittin' sluggish, E-40, who oughtta' be spittin' thugish
E-40 be representin' the up in a cop and got through poppin'
There ain't no stoppin' a pimp, walk with a limp, elbows on bid, puffin' on hits, sittin' on sits, sippin' on sips, dippin' the and bouncin the shit.
me an' be twisted, me an' Twiztid be down, me an' Twiztid be blissed, me an' Twiztid be stoned.
Gone out our head, dead, dead wrong, smokin' turtle, beattin' on our chest King Kong.
Conversatin', an' pokin', I thought I was slangin' but dang!
Tryin', this liquor into givin' me brains.

Besides some fallin' down, I'm ok. (x4)
Who what the thinlk about you.
Besides some bullshit down, I'm ok. (x4)