Luyện nghe bài hát Things Get Worse

Theres no need to say shit you already
The is just how far will this go
How far will he it?
And when will he
Shady man I done told you once homie to up
But you just listen will ya, nah I guess not
You cant can ya, man I cant stand ya
rotten, what you plottin for us?
Man when are you let up
I guess things are gonna get much worse fore get better

Holy toledo its Angelina amigo
She told me yo Shady just hand your penis to me Ill deep
And Brad if you try to stand between us were gonna see bro
Who was a fantasy I mean to damage your ego
You faggots wanna rassle I shove a f-cking jar of up inside your asshole
And rope it with a lasso
Couple of crushed lexapro up wit the capsule or paxil
Just incase I aint dope enough wit the though
Coke is cut tobacco
Smoke it up then go
This is what happens when you mix a cocunut tabasco
Shady let go, the hoe has been choked up
Let her ass go
Not till Jessica lets go of the tuna casserole
I used to her hooters now Carmen Elektra cuter
Strap an cord to her arm and electrocute her
Im off my meds but Im on an electric scooter
I might scoot by and shoot my mum in the neck with rugers
Spit in Jasons while I vomit on Freddy Krugar
They even get Jeffrey Dahmer to pet the cougar
Now Im get the rectal thermometer, get the lubra-
cation and get the patient some to chew cuz

Theres no need to say shit you know
The question is just how far this go
How far will he it?
And will he stop?

B.o.B I done told you once homie to up, geez
no need to say shit you already know
The is just how far will this go
Cause I will never lay
And I never let up?
(I guess things are gonna get worse fore they get better)

the soul of a Sharman
I leave the beat vomit
a bullemic woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by people on the street they seem like and zombies
Stiffer than a therapeutic pair of you run in
So can you hear me
Eminem this beat is disgusting
Its go diseases on it
Im just being honest, I can see the
I can see the as we creep up on it
I put that music in your veins a needle junkie
Shit I just do this for the haters, I need the money
I diarrhea on so it needs plunging
Somebody tell these girls release my undies
Nobody understands my language
I find it complicated just to a conversation
But I got a whole lot of patience
Sittin back watching Earth my Space station

no need to say shit you already know
The question is just how far this go
How far will he it?
And when he stop?
Shady man I done told you once homie to up
But you wont listen will ya, nah I guess not
You just can ya, man I cant stand ya
Youre rotten, you plottin for us?
Man when are you let up
I guess things are get much worse fore they get better

Oh my gosh I put Natasha Bendingfield in a
it go from rinse to spin cycle
Its like I got ya hypnotising like I
I pychologically f-cked
Michael would like an apology
Tell that psycho to stick a Tyco truck and a white up his butt
And glue the seat of bicycle to his
Im as cold as a muthaf-cking on my nut
I aint nuttin nice, man I to pull knives and I like to cut
The poster addict for post tramatic
I guess this is the most dramatic Ive been in a
is the closest that its come to the Marshall Mathers
I can him start to gather
I dont paint the of the picture perfect Partridge family
This your orphan Annie, no this is more uncanny
Kick down Dakota Fannings front door while the is tanning
(He say whore)
Of course he can, man he just saw her fanny then murdered her while he danced around the and wore her panties

no need to say shit you already know
The question is just how far will go
How far he take it?
And when he stop?
Shady man I done told you once to easy up
But you just listen will ya, nah I guess not
You cant can ya, man I cant stand ya
rotten, what you plottin for us?
Man when are you let up
I guess things are gonna get worse fore they get better