Luyện nghe bài hát The Wicketshit Will Never Die

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Here comes the what'cha gone do when my crew
Back from the dead once more
up the flow again, fuck it here we go again
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked
Burned down the comin' through like the exorcist
to this, you get put on my shit 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 like Michael
And I might go a little like this, suicidalist
Dangerous minds bust when I
Digging up dust now I must, in God you
If I add then I add just this
No justice, no peace, body police
of da pig got me fiendin' for a cracker
Jack be nimble make your tremble
Cardiac arrest for the one in the
Then I K-I-double L
Yes, I'm with N-A-T-A-S, I suggest
You try but cry, 'cause the wicked shit'll never die

Once I ressurected niggaz unexpected
A closed casket when I leaped out and blasted a
brother of insanity I'm not alone
Havin' fatal thoughts of puttin' a chrome to my
Now what kinda wicked shit? This some ol' shit
Not so many all over devil diggin' shit
Stay up off my dick, my style's sick, but I'm so sick of
Helter skelter bite my shit, so ridiculous
I my shit's phatter than Luther Vandross
Psychic connection hit me with the holy ghost
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a
I buck, buck ya, nigga motherfuck ya
Voodoo wicked born a bastard
Visions of bodies bein' blasted
Thinkin' of excuses, voices in my head mental
my mind, thou