Luyện nghe bài hát The Wicketshit Will Never Die

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Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my
Back from the dead more again
Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here we go
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked
down the church comin' through like the exorcist
Next to this, you get put on my list
Throw get dissed you can't fuck with this
Wicked wild, wicked style, I don't a fuck I'll get buck wild
I'm psycho just like
And I might go a little something this, suicidalist
minds bust when I bust
Digging up dust now I must, in God you
If I add just I add just this
No justice, no peace, bloody body
Belly of da pig got me for a cracker
be nimble make your body tremble
Cardiac for the one in the chest
Then I K-I-double L
Yes, I'm with N-A-T-A-S, I suggest
You try but don't cry, 'cause the shit'll never die

Once again I ressurected unexpected
A closed casket when I out and blasted a basket
Case brother of I'm not alone
Havin' fatal thoughts of puttin' a chrome to my
Now kinda wicked shit? This some ol' wicked shit
Not so many niggaz all over devil shit
up off my dick, my style's sick, but I'm so sick of this
Helter skelter bite my shit, it's so
I know my shit's phatter than Vandross
Psychic connection wanna hit me with the holy
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a
Once I buck, buck ya, nigga ya
Voodoo wicked born a bastard
Visions of bodies bein' blasted
of excuses, voices in my head mental abuses
Loses my mind,