Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

Guess I got a way with I could get away with murder
Ever of Aspergers? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering when you simply don't care 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 blaring the in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the level as him
Just someone who rebels in masochism
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
Used forgetfully so I cut and ditch it now I fully rap

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't tell em
Came straight out the trailer park I'm proud
To shop at and it became art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this day I get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I play!
You think you saw 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?
With a hole in it
out, whip down

Tied him my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the splattered all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an by the gates
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 a scalar
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

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

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

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 a mistake
But I was put not by accident
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in s***
And I'm coming to get quarter back
Like Ndamukong the can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure fall for that
You done a bat to a rocket 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 have a flat

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

'Cause stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on down
No you can't stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you felt migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was 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, stab you to the
Nothing but a inside your skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like
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 by with 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

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

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 eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself show
But f*** it, from the tucket
Life's too to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

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