Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm loading up and I'm names
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 taking
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 of Aspergers? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from you simply don't care if its an
Eighty degree day and there's no fricken air
And you see, the b****'s hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in Chevrolet Prism

The ain't 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 like he did something to me personally
Used forgetfully so I cut class and it now I fully rap

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park I'm proud
To at K-mart and it became art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they 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 whilin I don't give a I don't play!
You you saw this basket first?
backwards like 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?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, down

Tied him around my neck went the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell down to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And straight to got an impaled 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
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

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

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

I've been a a**hole
I don't see why people always got my back
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Like Ndamukong the drama can
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 launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
I overdosed would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your pass it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it feels 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 eyes red face
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a peg in a round hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage over
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your goods
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

baby 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 wonder you can't stand me, I need my
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you felt migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
since I was knee high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that my game

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

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

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