Luyện nghe bài hát Static

to an undertone.
Ears don't so clear 'cause I stuck a pencil inside my temple.
My blood escapes from outta the hole, your broadcast is white every one of my channels.
Nothin' but remains, I ain't really changed.
I just disconnected and chucked all of my away.
I'm numb now, call me dumb somehow.
I chose myself as a target to unleash and all the pain out on.
So I'm the victim of my own torment.
Spare me the tears of sorrow, I quite enjoy it.
I was meant to belong.
Odd shaped pieces never fit the of life society's built on.
So here I sit a hole in my head, I tried replacin information and I wound up dead.
Nothin' but static remains on my hands and my brains are out on the floor as I die screamin in pain.

You dealin with a person who aint got nothin to lose
a fucka hang himself with the lace inside his gym shoes.
You better watch your back you watch me ain't no tellin where
I be or what I got with me.
You dealin with a person who really give a fuck,
of motha fucka get the stick and somebody gone get stuck.
You better watch your back you watch me ain't no tellin where
I might be or what I got me.

I'm the wrong one to test, laid hoes to rest go against me and i kidnap the second guess me
I'm pause on your life like your stopped at a light
I'm sneakin in like a thief in the night to cause (nah man dont hurt her)
man you soundin like bitch get a grip to late her necks
watch the blood drip it forms a by the side of head and now it hit you that
dead in a rage you lunge at me but my blade cuts a hole in your lunge your grabbin at me
but yall are done I'm the one nobody though could ever do something
so grucium to the point where people call it a that never caught me till this day
the spirits haunt me in my mind is where they hide
I hope find out I could end it with a slit of my wrist or I could murder
mother to help me get with this shit.

You dealin with a person who aint got nothin to type
a motha fucka himself with the lace inside his gym shoes.
You better watch your you better watch me ain't no tellin where
I be or what I got with me.
You dealin with a who could really give a fuck,
type of motha fucka get the stick and gone get stuck.
You better watch your back you better me ain't no tellin where
I might be or I got with me.
Man who you with?
I got no conscience fuck the world is how i feel
to be honest walk up in a crown of Gs bust off hot lead from the of my gun
to the cheek now dead.
blood stains streak where they were standin they body slayin section pick up
and put in my collection.
don't static always lookin for more watch your back when its dark and you alone its on

electroshock brain wave hair look in a killas eyes static with me
you only fantisies rub the wrong way quick eager to jump at fuckin anyone
and put em in i let things get to me now
I'm the one startin the static easy come go problem solved
with deep breaths takin no need aint necessary
cause the static bein started scare me not at all

You dealin with a person who got nothin to lose type
a motha fucka have hang himself with the inside his gym shoes.
You better watch your back you better watch me no tellin where
I might be or what I got me.
You dealin with a person who could give a fuck,
type of motha fucka get the and somebody gone get stuck.
You better watch your back you better watch me ain't no where
I be or what I got with me.