Luyện nghe bài hát Thinking to Myself

Well I was thinkin' to myself, how I get mental
And drop a wicked track over a funky
I rhyme for the mind then in you will find
The seven sign of death and I am the seventh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So please that I'm the fuckin' man
Some hear my music
And they think I be banned

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

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

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