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

The devil ain't on the same as him
Just someone who in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
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, still tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park screaming I'm
To shop at and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as are
To day I still get in fights with the same broad
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?
Yeah backwards motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could I would say
Mind's 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 down the fire escape of the 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 in an ashtray
But I sacheted around flames a match and I gave him the gas face
And this got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay faggot 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 miracle to be this lyrical
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' buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a
I'm down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm on the competition
In the meantime it's always time

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

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

I've been a career
I see why these people always got my back
I done so much f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat
tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm to get that quarter back
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, she's the trick in the book
But I would fall for that
You done a bat to a rocket launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have caught a

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

'Cause baby stable I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I on falling down
No wonder you can't me, I need my cane
Someone me I think my face is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty in my empty head
If you read my mind you can see my
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 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 skull where you eye close
I'm gonna sock 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 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 hockey sticks I go

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

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

Oh be empty, please be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock blouse 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 it, suck from the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke your
So everybody,
Circle jerk, my body

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