Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Uhh, yeah man, hm, oh fuck, yeah
When I'm not at home, beating my shit to
I'm to the Madd Rapper's album
This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm mad as hell, fuck you

I'm crazy this razor, with this razor I'm crazy
With this crazor I'm razy, crazed, I'm crazy
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go bring
(Tell him I'ma ghostwrite for him)
Over Dre's
Ran in the ladies room in a blanket
At the banquet and to spank it
(Ahh)

in the bank with a tank, fired a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her to the safe and thanked her
But I didn't take
(Thanks)
bullet came from the same gun
Just from angles
'Cuz I was strange places to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 bucks you jump out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way up in the head
Shot my girl and my sister 'cuz I them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a mothafucka, might shoot me a fed
Or I just might start a fist instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at local Sunoco
Stuck off the hydro mixed with
Jump turnstyles, run from po po

Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

Yo, yo, I I'd been aborted
My got a shortage
Everything I floss I can't afford it
I'm tryin' to a O', my pops tryin' to snort it
My daughter's babysitter is to be deported
I'm mad 'cuz I still in line for clubs

Mad 'cuz my still shits on the rugs
(God dammit, Spike)
Feeling kinda now, I just might flip out
Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, shit's crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh)
Fuck that, Slim, keep for yourself
You a crazy white dude and you need help, word

I got a beautiful wife, kids and a home
What would make jump in the tub with a phone?
I'm straight vicious, I hit you plates and dishes
you eight stitches, what I'm gay 'cuz I hate bitches?
Slut don't be nice to me, I've had it girls
And still be mad at the world, even if it apologized to me
(Sorry)
You're the last thoughts of a man
About to blow his fuckin' out

Fall back with a blood stained blouse on top of his
Spread out on a blood couch
In front of his kids that he just killed in the same
I'm sicker Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson
In little boys' shoppin' at toy stores
Shady said it, Shady meant it, I demented
throw a stroller at you, with a baby in it
Go ahead, pull the plug, I won't smack you
I just dropped a pill mom, don't vacuum

stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy
up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)