Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

The devil on the level same as him
someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I verbally abuse like he did something to me personally
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
Came straight out the 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 arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I play!
You you saw this basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
s*** you could think I would say
Mind's a pile of clay
When's the time you saw a villain with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, whip

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

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

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

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

been a career a**hole
I don't see why these people got my back
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was born a
But I was put not by accident
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that back
Like the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, the oldest trick in the book
But I would fall for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
When I get on the mic I'm a
you wish the ambulance that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have a flat

If it makes you sick to your stomach it
my suggestions's Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away with the
Its 'cause I am 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 neck aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm on this jet plane
You ain't fly, you're an
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, another catchphrase
But baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other words don't try to put the heart in a

'Cause baby mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my face is
If you felt these migrains, see maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my empty
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee high with G.I. Joes
Or the P-I-E hoes that peep my game

I'm about, like a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so up the f***in' maestro, I'm like 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 my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

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

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

Who is that? Where are you going? Mm back
Why does always leave me?
F*** you then
Blow it out a**