Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Rappers Delight

ICP and Esham wicked rappers 2015

Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get
your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
Detroits demon lopatara
Staring you right back through your in the mirror
Blowing out your spontaneous combustion
Lyrics a barrel in each ear and im bustin
Fire breathin shit meltin microphones
Blowing speakers into flames, settin fires to your

How many you gonna say i need help
Who gives a if i murder myself
Im thinkin thoughts i shot a gay preacher
I didnt do my homework so i my teacher
I dropped out the day fuck a g.e.d
Then i went and the industry with ICP
Through up the 313, to let them it was me
Esham is dope ho im the of the D

I stole a fuckin and drove through a wendys
All happen to me was a bullet in the kidneys
I almost then but look at me i ride again
really happenin, reality is pretend
You can blow my fuckin head off ill just another
My brain and my self, we even know each other
in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
Thats what the nines in the for

Warlocks and witches and learn from the master
The walls of my home bodys in the plaster
The dead but sticking out like hon when he froze
my favorite weapons hanging off there fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin, scary bitches, livin or
or vampire fangs and they givin me head
Like cemetery girls dance boogie woogie baddy
Her nedens big and blew out like a plate of

Im out cold all my gold
Plus i brush them
Quarterback sneakin dont care(?) you rush em
em down bust em up steady fuckin em up
But wait why do i have all blood on my hands
Blood on my clothes blood on my
Im on the 10 o news for steady
Murdering crews and there point of
Im like purple chronic mixed acid, demonic
In a stomach full of ready to vomit

Mirror mirror on the wall us who the wicked are
Shaggy E and Jay we in the game and gettin
Hittin stars in there mouth and bumpin off with necklaces
reckless nobody expected
Bumpin this wicked shit'll your brain dead
I can fry a fuckin egg on your head
Break in and tie fuckin feet up to your neck
Shoot you in the back once and kick you down the

I blow a crater in the side of head
Do the same to your misses yall sleepin in bed
Double robbery just another job to me
Rollin in a stolen buick hookers me
Known though the farms as a duke of the wicked
Always shootin the and bootin the chickens
Askin me the wrong question also my disease
They will your body in compton in hallis(?) queens

The phone rung and on the end it was the president
I talk right now im on the toilet takin a shit
hung up the phone i think my cover is blown im deep
Your ordered a pizza from me she got the meat lovers
Im johnny bravo the other reo(?) get at me ho
I these hos happy tho cause im there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my
But give r kelly a call i like em 13

I once met a and she did it for free
On the west verner bus 73
All the way in the she was humping on me
until i the bitch and stuffed her under my seat
I got off on my stop without as as a drop of blood
But then i realized i to wear gloves
Now im chasing the bus my finger prints are on her
STOP! AND GIMME MY BITCH BACK!

Fuckin bitches on a Ouija board all night
Bustin off shots in the club we all
Hanging muther fuckers my there neck off of street
there legs cut off tryin to read me rights (shiiit)
I my cd at you, stick it in yo face
way stickin out but look it still plays
I stomp when i rap and i shake the whole
Stick my dick in your ear so you can what i got

I was one of those monsters in the thriller
Known to the as the pop star killer
And on another part from the i arose
Im the crusty ass booger hanging out of nose
Im the stink on your im the weed to your rose
Not one of friends but one of your foes
And the wicked shit is the life i chose
Do a spin grab my then b boy pose

Chain you up for tic tacs bloody mess
We draw the on your chest and take turns shootin the rest
I win everytime, beep the beat is with every rhyme
And off with your head if in the way(?) your gettin
This is esham and the wicked for the vote
We come flying out the dark with a moonsault
I through a snowball so hard it your eye
It and left a fuckin hole and it was dry