Luyện nghe bài hát Static

to an undertone.
Ears don't hear so clear I stuck a pencil inside my temple.
My blood escapes from the hole, your broadcast is white from every one of my channels.
Nothin' but static remains, I really changed.
I just disconnected and all of my feelin's away.
I'm now, they call me dumb somehow.
I chose myself as a target to and take all the pain out on.
So I'm the of my own wicked torment.
Spare me with the tears of sorrow, I quite it.
I was never to belong.
Odd shaped pieces never fit the puzzle of society's built on.
So I sit with 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 leakin' out on the as I die screamin in pain.

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

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

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

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

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