Luyện nghe bài hát Speculationz

You're you want to be and you're doing what you want to do in your mind. [sample] (repeats multiple times throughout song)
Pop shit out, bitch.
Speculation has it I'm the feakiest one,
I like to rip out my and spit the black magic
and I'm supppsed to be fuckin' some crack addict a rubber?
and I got a babby by your mother?
they say I'm signed by a of sorts
and my mama, she was a banshee that was by the courts
say my little Jamie is dead and in the grave
and I'm all alone and afriad
and everthing I has been so underestimated
I've been hated by for having conversations with people who didn't 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 the blood and spit suspisions of me drinkin' it up,
slow the fuck get out my kool-aid
I'm blastin' from all you hatters, hit me on my two way

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

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

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

We the plastic if I have to blast to pack it
Get 'em up, hit 'em up
Speculation's hateration, me an' Twiztid give a fiznuck
''cause we gonna' an' take 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, just be listenin' too slow.
I'll be spittin' sluggish, E-40, who be spittin' thugish
E-40 be representin' the bottle up in a cop and got through
There ain't no stoppin' a pimp, walk with a limp, elbows on bid, on hits, sittin' on sits, sippin' on sips, dippin' the skate and bouncin the shit.
me an' Twiztid be twisted, me an' 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 bullshit fallin' down, I'm ok. (x4)
Who cares what the about you.
some bullshit fallin' down, I'm ok. (x4)