Luyện nghe bài hát Voodoo Child (Freestyle)

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

me ouija board, who's peaking in my window again?
Couldn't be Peter Pan cause got a fuckin' evil grin
The ouija spelled out E V I L twin C A T F I S H
Billy that's you
Fucking right I'm out to play, Michael you should bow and pray
Look up to the sun and blind cause I'm about the only one to relate
To the Michael you want to fight
But it ain't really gonna pay off because fucking outlaw inside you's gonna get ya either way
Now be the porta-potty for the
Obviously your the sort of kind of warrior the border probably don't want to let the door
all the commonal' is that you're poorer to the poor and overworked
Bodies singing out the story can all be proud of
But the sound of power showers over louder speakers in the boring court lobby. (Uh)
I'm a super freak, Rick bitch, you can do for me
I take a 9 smoke ya man and him off with a lighter down on hookah street
I'm you could be, make you MC read his elegy while I pull my zipper down behind a tree
Man somebody here, "Yela', you can pee?" Yep!
I don't care a grave owner
Hater I don't if I don't pay when I enter places, if it's a million people waiting to enter
Fuck a VIP I want to see a stage and listen to no
a wave of a bunch of from the days and I blaze this place, me in the center
I'm sicker than a hick up in the heat syphilis and hepatitis
They on a pipe like (kid of lice?) plus survivors that can be identified
It's better that you grab a sweater
yet a leather jacket from a closet rack
And maybe get a pack of for the psychotic hi-fi phonics that I share
there's a catfish breathing air
There's not two, there's not a
not a they, that's another year
That's ball park all together
Frank got a fake gold No Limit's
And a 45 pointed at the pitcher
Motherfuckers wanna play a pickup
Bones hit the
I'm so on my own that I won't quit
I'm so on my own out here that I can't
If you leaving, paint it, and grenade the gains in the ground of the shameless Hollywood
Fuck bodies bang in your church
You can sang with me it's
I got piles, flows I got miles
Show I got crowds, I'm not proud
Open your mouth, slow 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 in the mirror?
I say today is the day that I wake up and outside
And the entire globe turns bright purple just by popping little pill here, ya dig?
I'm the reincarnate of a vet. chasing a group through the jungle
With a mind like a tumble-weed, blood 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 a dream inside a box, that box would implode
Dilapidate, evaporate, with sound
For the folks in the back of the broken Volkswagen, parking the bug in the lot and rolling baggies
Walking around the festival, then off the these people yearning, burning
For that LSD, for the head in me
I give you most if you grow crops
Keep tie-die 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 child
Lord knows, I'm a voodoo