Luyện nghe bài hát Thy Staleness

Let me see ya throat there, buddy, I'ma chop it
See the idea is to make you die, it
I don't know why but your heart offends me
I need to cut you off at the windpipe

Like, how 'bout your own neck, I did
Seventeen times, why you think I talk like
Before I cut myself this was my
Now, your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice

I'm not ready to die, was Eazy E
What makes you so special, you can escape the Wreath
You mean Wraith, I said, Wraith, now shut the up
And give me you windpipe so I can cut the

Pick somebody else, I'm pickin' anybody I can
And you happen to be the next in line
Okay, let's do it, keep still, there
And about one, two, three of those motherfuckers, I'm here

Let me make the be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab
like, murdering be givin' me a calm, I need to yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab,
It's like, murdering be me a calm, I need to
Ah, ha, what kind of is this?

How you gonna give me a straight jacket I'm crooked
Took it and shook it, it and unzipped it
And waited for the nurse guy to me my tray
Jumped him behind and turned his head backwards, my way

Took all his and a crate of Methadone
Masturbated on and leaped out the window
Then I turned around and went right back
Once I realized, I could've a gang of Formeldahyde

Suddenly another guard shot me
I the whole movie shits off like, "You got me"
Laid there, dead and when he checked my pockets
I my fuckin' thumb, knuckle deep in his eye socket

By now there was everywhere
I'm steady heads off, surfin' on a wheelchair
And too many finally put me away
But was it the real J?

Let me make the be gone, I wanna stab, stab, stab
It's like, murdering be givin' me a calm, I to yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me make the pain be gone, I wanna stab, stab,
It kills the pain, it's the only thing kills the pain, I'm sorry

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm
I'm so sorry I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm I'm stale

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm
But still I gotta murder your face, man, I'm I'm stale
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale, I'm so sorry I'm
But still I murder your face, man, I'm sorry I'm stale

Yeah, right, we just stale as fuckin' fuck
Suicidilist, juggalos, we just
No matter what, we always gon be as fuck
Is that how we do
This is motherfucker
I was on the first car and the last ight