Luyện nghe bài hát Speculationz

You're where you want to be and you're doing what you to do in your mind. [sample] (repeats multiple times throughout song)
Pop that out, bitch.
Speculation has it that I'm the one,
I like to rip out my tongue and spit the magic
and I'm supppsed to be fuckin' some addict without 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 brother Jamie is dead and in the grave
and I'm all alone and afriad
and everthing I gave has so underestimated
I've been hated by generations for conversations with people who didn't make it
how could I it?
I'm a monster, remember me the weirdo with the axe 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 scatterzones get out my
I'm blastin' from all you hatters, hit me on my two way

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

Speculation has it that I'm a and a drug addict
a shit always tryin' to start static
a boarderline with long fingernails
either that or he's a head, but I don't think he cares
Speculation has it that I've already in sexual fatasies with me and Gwen Stefani
I'm video tappin' in the nettin' down down
Speculation is called is the one who gets
I escape it, mistake it or fake it out
look you in the face as if I don't know what you talkin'
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 lookin' to get
Is it lie or is it truth? You can put on our skills,
stay snug like my Batman suit.

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

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

But see they don't know. I be rappin' too fast, they just be listenin' too slow.
I'll be spittin' sluggish, E-40, who be spittin' thugish
be representin' the bottle up in a cop and got through poppin'
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, wrong, smokin' turtle, beattin' on our chest like King Kong.
Conversatin', packin' an' pokin', I I was slangin' but dang!
Tryin', this liquor into givin' me brains.

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