Luyện nghe bài hát Static

to an undertone.
Ears don't hear so clear I stuck a pencil inside my temple.
My escapes from outta the hole, your broadcast is white from every one of my channels.
but static remains, I ain't really changed.
I just disconnected and all of my feelin's away.
I'm numb now, they call me somehow.
I myself as a target to unleash and take all the pain out on.
So I'm the of my own wicked torment.
Spare me with the tears of sorrow, I enjoy it.
I was meant to belong.
Odd shaped pieces never fit the puzzle of society's built on.
So here I sit with a hole in my head, I tried replacin and I wound up dead.
Nothin' but remains on my hands and my brains are leakin' out on the floor 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 back you better watch me ain't no tellin where
I might be or what I got me.
You dealin with a person who really give a fuck,
type of motha fucka get the and somebody gone get stuck.
You watch your back you better watch me ain't no tellin where
I might be or I got with me.

I'm the wrong one to test, laid hoes to rest go me and i kidnap the nest second guess me
I'm pushin pause on your life like your stopped at a
I'm sneakin in like a thief in the to cause murder (nah man dont hurt her)
man you soundin like bitch get a grip to late her necks
the blood drip it forms a puddle by the side of head and now it hit you that
shes dead in a rage you lunge at me but my blade cuts a hole in your lunge grabbin at me
but both yall are done I'm the one nobody could ever do something
so grucium to the point where people call it a rumor that never caught me this day
the spirits still me in my mind is where they hide
I hope nobody'll find out I could end it with a of my wrist or I could murder
mother fuckers to me get with 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 watch your back you better watch me ain't no tellin where
I might be or what I got me.
You dealin a person who could really give a fuck,
type of motha fucka get the and somebody 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 fuckin
I got no conscience fuck the whole world is how i
to be honest walk up in a crown of Gs off hot lead from the barrel of my gun
to the cheek now dead.
blood stains streak where they were standin they body slayin section them 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 rise look in a killas eyes with me
you only fantisies rub the wrong way quick reflex 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 automatics deep breaths takin no aint necessary
the static bein started doesn't scare me not at all

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