Luyện nghe bài hát The Wicketshit Will Never Die

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Here the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew
Back from the once 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 lifers get dissed you can't fuck with
Wicked wild, wicked style, I don't give a fuck I'll get buck
I'm just like Michael
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 police
Belly of da pig got me for a cracker
Jack be nimble make body tremble
Cardiac arrest for the one in the
I K-I-double L T-H-E-F-E-T-U-S
Yes, I'm down with N-A-T-A-S, I
You try but don't cry, 'cause the shit'll never die

again I ressurected niggaz unexpected
A closed when I leaped out and blasted a basket
Case brother of insanity I'm not
Havin' fatal thoughts of a chrome to my dome
Now what wicked shit? This some ol' wicked shit
Not so many all over devil diggin' shit
up off my dick, my style's sick, but I'm so sick of this
Helter bite my shit, it's so ridiculous
I know my shit's phatter Luther Vandross
connection wanna hit me with the holy ghost
Overdose, diagnose, niggaz in a
Once I buck, buck ya, motherfuck ya
Voodoo wicked child a bastard
Visions of bloody bodies blasted
of excuses, voices in my head mental abuses
Loses my mind,