Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

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

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

Came in the with a tank, fired a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her ankles to the and thanked her
But I didn't nothing
(Thanks)
Every bullet from the same gun
Just different 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 and my sister 'cuz I caught them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a crazy mothafucka, might me a fed
Or I might start a fist fight instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your local
Stuck off the hydro mixed with
Jump turnstyles, then run po po

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

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

Yo, yo, I wish I'd aborted
My got a shortage
Everything I wanna floss I 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 I still stand in line for clubs

Mad 'cuz my rottweiler shits on the rugs
(God dammit, Spike)
kinda crazy now, I just might flip out
Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I trip out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, that crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh)
that, Slim, keep that 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 cordless
I'm straight vicious, I hit you plates and dishes
Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay 'cuz I bitches?
Slut don't be to me, I've had it with girls
And I'll still be mad at the world, 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 stained couch
In front of his kids that he just killed in the house
I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Jackson
In little boys' drawers at toy stores
Shady said it, Shady it, I stay demented
I'll a stroller at you, with a baby in it
Go ahead, the plug, think I won't smack you
I just dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't

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

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