Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick hearing pricks talk shit
They get throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They best go, hide 'coz I'm for 'em on the sly

'Coz I've had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its they ain't rough enuff, listen

I don't just the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin' the baby instead of it aborted

Yo, I talk just to make you feel awkward
Deaths a of life, yo, you just cant ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve it like
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya dead gran it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no
I no remorse like a necromanic raping a corpse
Up the anal passage contracting genital warts

My metaphor's are twisted like game
you gotta put that hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to come on the
I'm so sadistic so I fantasize finding
My mums ex floating in a tub with his wrists slit

And I'm real sick hearing these pricks talk
They get there slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm tired of these bullshit guys
They best go, hide I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

You best buy a TV if you want me to
'Coz I'm so influenced by the things that I watch
It ain't just Fiction' and 'Reservoir Dogs'
irreversible, there's my 'City Of God'

It's the news on every when I turn on the box
It seems Pedophiles singing on top of the
glitter, Michael Mish-a-walk
On the net ken bigley got his tek off

some nasty shit and still you wonder why I'm sick
When I see this and I say exactly what I think
That's some shit and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' 'round here stinks

What cigarettes and alcoholic drinks?
Or the animal that died just so your wife could wear that
Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, pissin' in the
A girl wont suck my dick just because its pink

And I'm real sick hearing these pricks talk
They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm tired of these bullshit guys
best go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, up to here
ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

Check it, the last verse is just as bad as the
Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely
'Coz this is a guy getting chauffeured in a hurst
Let me do what Nas did and that shit in reverse

The hirst brings the back to the morgue
The guy from the undresses the corpse
Embalming goes back out, the blood goes back in
Body goes back to hospital where it comes again

The walk backwards like an Irish dance
Put the man back in the ambulance
The ambulances engine turns on
And its lights flash as it plays his favorite

The guy goes back to the exact spot where found him
And the and and all the passers by go back
Where they came from till
No one surrounds him and the blood up him
Rather than him

The man then falls upwards on his feet
Stumbles towards a dark figure on the other of the street
He walks into the that cut his belly
Then he holds his which was bleeding already

He removes his so you can see the cut
And as the knife the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the words he said which were, the fuck'
And unscreams the scream the first initial cut

Then the blood from he severed ear
Crawls back up his cheek and disappears
As the knife silhouette unhacks it from the rear
the knife away after reattaching the ear

Then walks thought the bushes
Where he's nature
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm his paper
Takes the snail he stepped on from its creator
Only to be killed again I fast forward this shit later

in his house now back in his bed
He to a CD and un-bops his head
Take's the CD out the player and puts it back in its
Which has my name on the cover along my face

forward, there's been a murder
And the police who's done it
Not lookin' for a motive 'coz they don't know why he it
Sure enough it don't take long for them to find a reason
And they publicly it on TV that evening

A of months later, this shit gets banned
Like it was me who put that switch in his
And told him to kill man

Like this whole was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To some poor cunt I don't even know
And I've met before in my life

The words whoever said, "The pen is than the sword"
Was right and you better twice
Before you step to me and a fight