Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Rappers Delight

ICP and Esham rappers delight 2015

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

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

I stole a fuckin firetruck and through a wendys
All that 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 my fuckin head off ill just grow another
My brain and my self, we dont even know each
in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
Thats what the nines in the for

Warlocks and come and learn from the master
The walls of my home feature in the plaster
The dead but out like hon solo when he froze
With my favorite weapons hanging off fingers and toes
Wicked pimpin, bitches, livin or dead
or with vampire fangs and they me head
Like girls back dance boogie woogie baddy
Her nedens big and blew out a plate of spaghetti

Im out all my teeth gold
Plus i dont them
sneakin plus dont care(?) you rush em
Bust em down em up steady fuckin em up
But wait why do i all this blood on my hands
Blood on my blood on my shoes
Im on the 10 o news for steady
Murdering crews and point of views
Im like purple chronic with acid, demonic
In a stomach full of ready to vomit

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

I blow a crater in the of your head
Do the same to misses while yall sleepin in bed
murder robbery just another job to me
Rollin in a stolen buick slobbin me
Known the farms lands as a duke of the wicked
Always shootin the biggots and the chickens
Askin me the question also triggers my disease
They will find your body in compton in hallis(?)

The phone rung and on the other end it was the
I cant talk now im on the toilet takin a shit
hung up the phone i think my cover is im deep cover
Your wife ordered a pizza from me she got the lovers
Im johnny bravo the black reo(?) get at me ho
I make these hos happy tho 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 bus number 73
All the way in the back she was on me
until i strangled the and stuffed her under my seat
I got off on my without as much as a drop of blood
But then i i forgot to wear gloves
Now im chasing the bus my finger prints are on her
STOP! AND MY DEAD BITCH BACK!

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

I was one of those monsters in the video
to the world as the pop star killer
And on part from the ground i arose
Im the ass booger hanging out of your nose
Im the stink on your im the weed to your rose
Not one of your but one of your foes
And spittin the wicked is the life i chose
Do a spin my nuts then b boy pose

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