Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm names
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

I got a way with words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a condition
It's you're suffering from when you simply don't care if its an
Eighty day and there's no fricken air conditioning
And you can't see, the b****'s is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Prism

The devil on the level same as him
Just who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me
forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't em apart
straight out the trailer park screaming I'm proud
To at K-mart and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as are
To this day I still get in fights with the same
At the same Walmart over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You you saw this basket first?
Yeah backwards like Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could think I say
Mind's a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, whip

Tied him around my neck went down the escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an impaled by the
So stuck his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around with a match and I gave him the gas face
And ain't got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

It's a f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my face with clown make up and a smiley face, I'm
Every rhyme I say, you like an ultra violet ray
I'm hatred buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a
I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see what hell I can
With the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm s***tin' on the
In the meantime it's always time

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

been a career a**hole
I see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was born a
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat
tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Like Ndamukong the drama can
Your can ask me for my autograph
That a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I would fall for that
You brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the ambulance that me to the hospital
When I would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your stomach it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its I am don't speculate spectate
All I got is dick for days and for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can suck a dick till your aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm on this jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage ain't fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit damaged goods
Other don't try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause baby stable mentally I ain't I my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I on falling down
No wonder you stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty in my empty head
If you read my mind you can see my
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever I was knee high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the hoes that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
on a cycle
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
Other mike-o, you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole your skull where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
It's off to H-E double sticks I go

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to

Oh be empty, please be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a c*** in and get my balls blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself
But f*** it, suck the tucket
Life's too short to not your bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

Who is that? are you going? Mm come back
Why does everyone always me?
Hello? you then
Blow it out a**