Luyện nghe bài hát Things Get Worse

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

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

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

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

With the of a Sharman
I leave the beat than
Like a woman with an uneasy stomach
I pass by on the street they seem like sheep and zombies
Stiffer a therapeutic pair of jeans you run in
So can you me coming
this beat is absolutely disgusting
Its probably go on it
Im being honest, I can see the comments
I can see the as we creep up on it
I put music in your veins like a needle junkie
Shit I just do for the haters, I dont need the money
I diarrhea on so it needs plunging
Somebody tell these girls please release my
Nobody really understands my
I find it complicated just to a conversation
But I got a whole lot of patience
Sittin back watching Earth from my Space

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

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

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