Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from the to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was if you see these on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Park, no fire department
So you may not hear at all
But don't be if I sound off
Something ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, life could be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self
I might just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike and Pac shit
Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I I can't maneuver from movement
I had no room for improvement
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton Manson and Bronson
snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs slaughter
Looking skamp as Hannibal
Hopkins with his hands in his pockets
Black out, Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But I gallon some
I bet you they ring a when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, I passed out again
Alcohol's me break into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag in back of a Doxon
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the stair master
a hole in the air mattress and popped it
Woke up shortly after, hungover
No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes out of ostrich
And the cross stitching is a mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
fin dockers, eyes cautious, drop crotches
Swats watches and matches with the parkers
But it's like overstepped at a boxing gym
With all these trainers, but I don't have any
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
Like paper you write raps on,
Yo, why does it always like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll 'em all
I'll stand there and yell mad at a
Until the mannequin doll scatter the inanimate
That I'm badder all, shatter and fall
Cause I the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma with 'em
Like the car with the hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like back when it's arching
When I start attacking your
feel like Master Card when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all gonna do my
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, just watch
Stretched, tinted, black my ass
See I'm at you wack I drop you off at Saks Fifth Ave
In a fucking taxi cab to go
guy next door is laughable
My next gon' have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a sensor
No emotion hence I guess this prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's like a wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the couch, with the out
Holding a thousand at once, Wants to Pounce
How I in response how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] she's in a blouse
And Madonna with mud on her, got dammit I a
I slap [?] with a lobster, her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of Al
Cause now she's on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
Half you ain't strong enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots couldn't at a thrift shop
But I let the lift 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm to rip shop up, but my thing is this now
finger discount
Been rapping so long been killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
Always scared if I went back to the
I might relapse, get to some
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Bronson
Macklemore and Mac and Asher Roth
some back and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick Control verse
And Fack in concert
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Yo, I put that shit on a Greatest Hits
Now was awesome
It takes some massive balls to do some shit like
Sometimes I have to ponder why are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
the attraction, mama?
Is it the that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's pointing at you,
Who knows at this point, always poking so meh
Still get along with this cause that's the monster
So do-si-do with a sociopath, everyone who me knows that
What don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
on my face and waits for my nose to grow
Pathological liar, oh, why am I an asshole
That might've disguise pants, but they on
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm up all the presents
In camouflage so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's off
Wrap his in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the basket back while the bath salt packets are
you really tired of me sampling Billy Squier
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and
And I'm a archer, feed count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half dragon and Bob
Bandwagoners kicking the damn stragglers off and I'm 'em
Smack Kim on the ass