Luyện nghe bài hát Shady XV Cypher

I'm liable to start a violent spark with a thought
I disgust you like dialogue The Shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if your CD's on
You had to put it out yourself like Park, no fire department
So you might not sirens at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A martyr on a charter, whose life could be harder?
regarded highly, bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly retarded
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac
Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack cause I'm
No, faggot, I mean I maneuver from movement
'Cause I have no for improvement
I'm squashed, unpacked it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson
Animal snarls, jaws
Shark mandibles, to the slaughter
Looking scamp as stalking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But gal has some knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I back and I'm conscious
What happened, I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break into naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back of a Datsun
asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the StairMaster
Poked a hole in the air and popped it
Woke up shortly thereafter,
No underwear, grasping a Aspirin and dropped it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes out of ostrich
And the cross is a cross mixing
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, and a dolphin
Fin Dockers, OshKoshes, crotches
Swatch watches and sneakers matches the Parkers
But like being overstaffed at a boxing gym
all these trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why it always sound like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll battle a
I'll there and yell that at a wall
Until the mannequin doll and the inanimate objects
That I'm battering all and fall
I hear the track and I'm starting to get fucking amped
I'mma spark plug, I'm like the car with the cables hooked to my back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back when it's
When I start your squadron
You'll feel MasterCard when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Clay Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get dragged to the
Neiman Marcus, of Vuitton and all
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See how mad you act when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
Affable guy next door is
My whore's gonna have mechanical arms
That'll me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I this sick prick dies hard
I got a Johnson
It's like a Magic Wand allows me to not let a blonde me
If Ronda Rousey was on the with the condoms out
Holding a thousand at once to pounce me
I'll laugh in response to how she and flaunts it around me
Her flat little is bouncing around
And all I see is Malign now, she's slaughterhouse in a blouse
And with mud on her, God dammit I am misogynist
I slap Linda with a lobster, throw her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of algae
'Cause now she's faceplants on the
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't strong enough to up a spirit
Shit, you fags couldn't shoplift at a shop
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip up, but my thing is this now
discount
Been rapping so I've been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Levy, and Gary Condit
("Em") was scared that if I went back to the blonde
I relapse, get on some bullshit
Perhaps I'll some cracker taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore, Mac Miller and Roth
And have some and forths
And a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's "Control" verse
And perform "Fack" in

Yo, I put that shit on a greatest album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do some like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why are like
(I'll around)
And put up with my crap so for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's pointing at you,
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice cause the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, who knows me knows that
What they don't know is the fact Rihanna me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my nose to
Pathological liar, oh, why am I an asshole
That my disguise is pants, but on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm wrapping up all the
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Jack Santa Claus, Rudolph's antlers off
his schnoz in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, and Beyond
Put the basket back while the salt packets are gone, I
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Thrasher and
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Dracula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners, I'm kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on a ass