Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to start a violent spark with a thought
I you like dialogue from the shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if you see these on
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
just ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose could be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm retarded
But tonight I'm shit, I'm feeling self righteous
I might just hop in a mosh pit on Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a locksmith
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm in shock
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't from movement
I had no room for improvement
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, flammable bars, the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, lambs slaughter
skamp as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins his hands in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of
But I gallon knockers
I bet you they ring a bell I come back and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in back of a
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too to the stair master
Poked a in the air mattress and popped it
up shortly there after, hungover
No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes made out of
And the cross is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, drop
Swats watches and sneakers matches with the
But it's like being overstepped at a gym
With all these trainers, but I don't any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, wasted
paper you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always sound like I'm grabbing my
Fuck that, I'll battle 'em all, I'll 'em all
I'll stand and yell mad at a wall
Until the mannequin scatter the inanimate objects
I'm badder than all, shatter and fall
Cause I the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, spark with 'em
the car with the cables 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 catch the charge, but
I got a hunch like your back it's arching
I start attacking your squadron
You'll feel like Master when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm straight at you
Clay Matthews from the Green Bay Packers
So get the sack of
That's nutbag that I'm talking, who am I
You faggots are all do my bidding
Don't get to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of the
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you wack when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a taxi cab to go shopping
Affable guy next door is
My next whore's have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I this sick prick dies hard
I got a Johnson
It's like a wand allows me to not let a blonde arouse me
If Ronda Rousey was on the couch, the condoms out
Holding a thousand Magnums at once, to Pounce
How I laugh in response how she dances and flaunts it me
Her flat badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] she's slaughterhouse in a
And Madonna with mud on her, got dammit I a
I slap [?] with a lobster, throw her off a
Just so happens she's of Al
Cause now faceplanting on the concrete
Complete lack of
Half you assholes ain't strong 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 back to rip shop up, but my is this now
Five finger
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Condit
Always scared if I went to the blonde
I might relapse, get to some
Perhaps I'll launch some taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore and Mac and Asher Roth
Have back and forths
And record a wack response to Kendrick Lamar's verse
And perform in concert
[Fack
Yo, I put that shit on a Greatest album
Now was awesome
It some massive balls to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, quadruple entendre
Or the pointy nose that's at you, mama?
Who knows at this point, always poking so meh
Still get along with voice cause that's the monster
So do-si-do a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that
What they don't is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and waits for my to grow
liar, oh, why am I such an asshole
That might've pants, but they on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, crap in your
I'm wrapping up all the
In camouflage so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap antlers off
his schnoz in gauze bandage and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
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 on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, feed count Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners kicking the stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on the ass