Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted

I gets more trips than a bit
I smoked more dips a little bit
I'm not that regular stepping I can't wait till I can fly
Away from my competitor yeah can die
My psychosis focus notice
My folks is broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe inserted in an exerted
Felon antidote having 'em running across the Helland
Dwamn losing my sanity up in les miserables

Fuck bitter broads shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God I'mma take the X away generation
Place it at the end of S.E. for the upon the level
Tell the devil to what a human I'mma tell him
Behold pale horses like us on a nigga
When he's feeling hella down for a killing
Ain't giving a fuck I'm putting in your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Krishna to my in this rhyme
You will find psychotic scriptures
It's something my mind

Tech Nine your is fine
There's just not like you
The whole world don't matter, no
They can't flow you
I make you understand

My thoughts are
(So up)
My are twisted
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)

A, I'm lifted B, I'm twisted C, I'm sick and
A, B and C somethings I do I just stand
Up in my I sex six women mentally just me and me
Me and my faithful right man tie up a Muslim
And shoot him liquid pork on Ramadan
With force make a Christian read their kids the necronomicon
On don't trip on this lyrical syphilis
I flip this so the yonks catch the vapors like menthalyptus
I'll feed a dominatrix patient pain

Wu haters permanent fang grills
Trick the artist formerly and give him the same slave deal
lift a couple of Dr. Dre's reels tell 'em to Snoop and No Limit Soldiers
Just so I can see how paid hazy shade of decade
Hookers with grave shields where AIDS fills the
Bet a milli on it Tech Nine be the darkest
I spark from the gut so what the
I'm trying to contain the insane, but

But I get up
(So up)
My are twisted
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
I try to maintain but I get up
(So up)

Welcome to my asylum it's they call me
Dyslexic Rogue infested more than Cujo
Fraudulent tested the punks arrested got the neck slit
I'm twisted I know Hollywood backwards doowylloh
feed me a Sumo for about nine weeks
Playing club Nuevo till he's blue
stuff him in the front seat of a Yugo

Body with beef and toaster strudel
Let up the break and watch him
To the intersection now he's through, Yastuvo
I slide with a gang of individuals
better be looking for the criminal tendencies
Never they get us in the penitentiaries
millimeter Nine rips vinyl

I know mix flow Korean albino
Wino, once breaded an with a rhino called it the hell if I know
Throw Chucky Mason off in a pit of militant
Banging opera the real meaning of helter skelter
When they skin their watch it go
Am I twisted? Am I twisted? I twisted keep distance
Mama gonna call the psychiatrist for mental

Nine your mind is fine
There's just not anyone you
The whole wide don't matter, no
They can't flow you
I must make you

My are twisted
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
My are twisted
(So up)
I try to but I get mixed up
(So up)