Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking to Myself

Well I was to myself, how could I get mental
And drop a wicked track a funky instrumental
I for the mind then in time you will find
The sign of death and I am the seventh sign

The crew is a devil but the devil is the crew
It's not what you know, it's only what you
Some ask me questions and wonder my religion
I'm losin' my religion, that answer's your

Blacks killin' blacks, to be the new trend
Thou shall not Esham, that is a sin
My favorite number 666, so again
And if you feel the to pray, say Amen

The is wicked, I think I heard him kick it
This is like a pussy to me, so I'ma dick it
I'm some like Dr. Jeckyl, but more like Mr.
Some people heard my rap, now they commitin'

Now tell me is that crazy, Rosemary's baby
I don't give a fuck, so your death didn't me
call me a psychotic, I'm more like a narcotic
My a riot and I'm down wit mill like product

The to your questions, might off to make ya vomit
So therefore you ask me, I'm supposed to say 'No comment'
I'm feelin' rather splendid, some people offended
But you bought my record, it wasn't

I'm in the top ten, Amen and sin
Esham the Unholy, so here we go
No bloops, no bleeps, no blunders, no
My style is unisex, for his and

Someone to ride my topics, like I drop it
For suckers like you, I keep my in my pocket
So no disruptions, or rude interruptions
There be a penalty for bitin' what I'm bustin'

So please understand that I'm the man
Some people my music
And they think I should be

One for the treble, two for the
for your grave that I dug wit the shovel
I'm runnin' down the and say a funky rhyme
Some more wicket shit for the last time

I'm not from the old and new school grade
I dropped school, sixteen and got paid
I'm glockin' crazy while ya fly girlie hollas
I got much game, don't need no around my collar

I treat a bitch a ho, a ho like a freak
Then I in amaze, by the way I speak
say what I wanna say in any fuckin' kinda way
Half you fuckas out there, don't even the time or day