Luyện nghe bài hát Voodoo Child (Freestyle)

Well, I'm a child
Lord I'm a voodoo

Tell me ouija board, who's peaking in my again?
Couldn't be Pan cause he's got a fuckin' evil grin
The ouija spelled out E V I L twin C A T F I S H
Billy you again
Fucking right I'm coming out to play, Michael you bow and pray
Look up to the sun and blind yourself cause I'm about the only one to
To the Michael you want to fight
But it ain't really gonna pay off because that fucking outlaw inside gonna get ya either way
Now be the porta-potty for the
Obviously your the sort of of warrior the border probably don't want to let through the door
all the commonal' is that you're poorer to the poor and overworked
Bodies out the story they can all be proud of
But the sound of power showers louder speakers in the boring hip-hop court lobby. (Uh)
I'm a super freak, Rick bitch, you can do for me
I a 9 smoke ya man and drop him off with a lighter down on hookah street
I'm everything you could be, make you MC read his elegy while I pull my zipper down a tree
Man died here, "Yela', you can pee?" Yep!
I don't care a grave owner
Hater I don't care if I don't pay when I enter places, if it's a million people waiting to
Fuck a VIP I to see a stage and listen to no roast
a wave of a bunch of from the days and I blaze this place, me in the center
I'm sicker than a up in the heat with syphilis and hepatitis
They sucking on a like (kid of lice?) plus survivors that can be identified
It's probably that you grab a sweater
Better yet a leather from a closet rack
And get a pack of antibiotics for the psychotic hi-fi phonics that I share
Cause a catfish breathing air
There's not two, there's not a
not a they, that's another year
That's another ball park all
got a fake gold No Limit's tank
And a golden 45 pointed at the
Motherfuckers wanna play a game?
Bones hit the
I'm so on my own shit that I won't
I'm so on my own out here I can't quit
If you quarrel leaving, it, and grenade the gains in the ground of the shameless Hollywood
Fuck bodies this in your church
You can sang me it's free
Styles I got piles, I got miles
Show I got crowds, I'm not proud
Open your mouth, leaking out, love you a beer
on the floor, vowels on the floor
Grounds on the floor, now you record? as a boar
Why would a boy look in the
I say today is the day that I wake up and outside
And the globe turns bright purple just by popping this little pill here, ya dig?
I'm the reincarnate of a Vietnam vet. chasing a through the jungle
With a mind a tumble-weed, blood shot eyes, and I'm chewing on a twig
My great great grand fed me pepper and told me it was chocolate
He must of known I need some spice in life, I was too big for this of shit town
You try a dream inside a box, that box would implode
Dilapidate, evaporate, with sound
For the folks in the back of the Volkswagen, parking the bug in the parking lot and rolling baggies
Walking around the festival, then profiting off the these people yearning,
For that LSD, for the lettuce in me
I give you props if you grow crops
Keep your and flip flops
Yippee-ki-yay if you stop. (Don't stop)

And at the same time I'm right in your picture frame
Yeah! did I say now
Cause I'm a voodoo
knows, I'm a voodoo child