Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

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

The devil ain't on the same as him
someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they put his a** in prison
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me
Used forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I rap

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

Tied him my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an impaled by the
So Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted around with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's darker 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 face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred buffet all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so on and pile a plate
I'm down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime it's always mean

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

I've a career a**hole
I don't see why these people always got my
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in s***
And I'm to get that quarter back
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the
But I sure fall for that
You done brought a bat to a launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would caught a flat

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running with the game
Its I am don't speculate spectate
All I got is dick for and insults 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 leaving on this jet
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry another
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

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

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
on a cycle
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside your skull where you eye
'Cause I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you like it
Get on Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
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 deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

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

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

Oh please be empty, please be empty, 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 it, suck from the tucket
Life's too to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

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