Luyện nghe bài hát Voodoo Child (Freestyle)

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

Tell me ouija board, peaking in my window again?
be Peter Pan cause he's got a fuckin' evil grin
The ouija board's spelled out E V I L C A T F I S H
Billy that's you
Fucking right I'm coming out to play, Michael you should bow and
up to the sun and blind yourself cause I'm about the only one to relate
To the Michael that you to fight
But it ain't gonna pay off because that fucking outlaw inside you's gonna get ya either way
Now be the porta-potty for the
Obviously your the of kind of warrior the border probably don't want to let through the door
Cause all the 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 over louder speakers in the boring hip-hop court lobby. (Uh)
I'm a freak, Rick James bitch, you can do for me
I take a 9 smoke ya man and drop him off with a down on hookah street
I'm everything you could be, make you MC read his elegy while I pull my down behind a tree
Man somebody here, "Yela', you can pee?" Yep!
I don't bout a grave owner
Hater I don't care if I don't pay when I places, if it's a million people waiting to enter
Fuck a VIP I to see a stage and listen to no roast
Just a wave of a bunch of from the days and I blaze place, me in the center
I'm sicker than a hick up in the heat with and hepatitis
They sucking on a pipe like (kid of lice?) survivors that can be identified
It's probably better you grab a sweater
Better yet a leather jacket from a rack
And maybe get a pack of antibiotics for the psychotic hi-fi phonics that I
Cause a catfish breathing air
There's not two, there's not a
That's not a they, another year
That's another park all together
Frank got a fake gold No Limit's
And a golden 45 at the pitcher
wanna play a pickup game?
Bones hit the
I'm so on my own shit that I quit
I'm so on my own out that I can't quit
If you quarrel leaving, paint it, and the gains in the ground of the shameless Hollywood
bodies bang this in your church
You can sang me it's free
I got piles, flows I got miles
Show I got crowds, I'm not proud
Open mouth, slow leaking out, love you a beer
Towels on the floor, on the floor
on the floor, now you record? Loud as a boar
Why would a boy look in the
I say today is the day that I wake up and walk
And the entire globe turns bright purple by popping this little pill here, ya dig?
I'm the reincarnate of a Vietnam vet. chasing a group the jungle
a mind like a tumble-weed, blood shot eyes, and I'm chewing on a twig
My great great grand daddy fed me pepper and told me it was
He must of known I need some spice in life, I was too big for this of shit town
You try putting a dream a box, that box would implode
Dilapidate, evaporate, desaturated sound
For the in the back of the broken Volkswagen, parking the bug in the parking lot and rolling baggies
Walking around the festival, then profiting off the people yearning, burning
For that LSD, for the head in me
I give you most props if you crops
Keep your tie-die and flops
if you don't stop. (Don't stop)

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