Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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 with words I could get away 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 air conditioning
And you can't see, the b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the windows up the system in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil on the level same 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 word bully I verbally verbs like he did something to me personally
Used 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 trailer screaming I'm proud
To shop at and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as are
To this day I get in fights with the same broad
At the Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this basket
Yeah like motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest you could think I would say
like a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, down

Tied him around my 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 by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted around flames a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a
Being gay faggot but by the way
it's getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, the Creator, and Violent Jay

It's a miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with 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 on and pile a plate
I'm throwin' down the to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime always mean time

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

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

I've a career a**hole
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 purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Like Ndamukong the drama can
Your mama can ask me for my
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
When I get on the mic I'm a
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 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 till you get puffy eyes red
But I'm leaving on this jet
You ain't fly, you're an
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage gonna fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
Other words try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause baby mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on falling down
No you can't stand me, I need my cane
help me I think my face is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these maggots eat my
This G-I-A-empty in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever I was knee high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
Other mike-o, you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside your skull you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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 loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I to dig my way to hell

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

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