Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

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

I'm crazy this razor, with this razor I'm crazy
With crazor I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go bring
(Tell him I'ma ghostwrite for him)
Over Dre's
Ran in the ladies naked in a blanket
At the and started to spank 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 take nothing
(Thanks)
Every bullet from the same gun
from different angles
'Cuz I was pickin' places to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 bucks you jump out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way fucked up in the
Shot my girl and my 'cuz I caught them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a crazy mothafucka, shoot me a fed
Or I just might start a fight instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your local
Stuck off the mixed with cocoa
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 ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)

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

Yo, yo, I wish I'd aborted
My pockets got a
Everything I wanna floss I afford it
I'm to sell a O', my pops tryin' to snort it
My daughter's babysitter is about to be
I'm mad 'cuz I still stand in line for

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

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

Fall back with a blood blouse on top of his spouse
out on a blood stained couch
In of his kids that he just killed in the same house
I'm sicker Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson
In little drawers shoppin' at toy stores
Shady it, Shady meant it, I stay 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 fuckin' pill mom, vacuum

Life stinks, we give 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)

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