Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

Guess I got a way words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a 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 b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Chevrolet

The ain't on the level same as him
someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad should put his a** in prison
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, can't tell em apart
Came straight out the park screaming I'm proud
To shop at and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as off as they 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 whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw basket first?
Yeah backwards like Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you think I would say
Mind's like a of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain with a
With a gaping in it
Whip out, down

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

It's a f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my face clown make up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every I say, a**aults you like an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin' buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a
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 getting by 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 getting by with my wicked
I'm up and I'm taking names
I to dig my way to hell
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 so much f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
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
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the trick in the book
But I sure would 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 took me to the
When I overdosed would have a flat

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
my suggestions's Kaopectate
If it like I'm running away with the game
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, you can suck a dick till your neck aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of a square 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 damaged goods
words don't try to put the heart 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 wonder you can't stand me, I need my
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these maggots eat my
This G-I-A-empty in my empty head
If you read my you can see my pain
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee high playin' G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
but a hole inside your skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley menstrual cycle 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, me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

I'm getting by 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 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 blouse and put a in mouth and get my balls blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let show
But it, suck from the tucket
Life's too short to not your bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

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