Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Uhh, hell yeah man, hm, oh fuck,
When I'm not at home, my shit to death
I'm listening to the Madd Rapper's
This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm still mad as hell, you

I'm crazy with this razor, this razor I'm crazy
With this crazor I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go bring
(Tell him I'ma ghostwrite for him)
Over beats
Ran in the ladies naked in a blanket
At the and started to spank it
(Ahh)

Came in the bank a tank, fired a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her to the safe and thanked her
But I didn't take
(Thanks)
Every bullet came from the gun
from different angles
'Cuz I was pickin' places to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 bucks you jump out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way up in the head
Shot my girl and my sister 'cuz I caught in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a crazy mothafucka, might me a fed
Or I just might start a fist instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your Sunoco
Stuck off the hydro mixed with
turnstyles, then run from po po

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
Tear up the and do drugs, we crazy
wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)

Yo, yo, I wish I'd aborted
My got a shortage
Everything I wanna I can't afford it
I'm tryin' to sell a O', my pops to snort it
My daughter's babysitter is to be deported
I'm mad 'cuz I stand in line for clubs

Mad my rottweiler still shits on the rugs
(God dammit, Spike)
Feeling kinda crazy now, I just flip out
Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, that shit's crazy man, ohh, is incredible, ohh)
Fuck that, Slim, that for yourself
You a crazy white dude and you some help, word

I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous
What would make jump in the tub a cordless phone?
I'm straight vicious, I hit you with and dishes
Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay I hate bitches?
Slut don't be nice to me, I've had it girls
And I'll still be mad at the world, if it apologized to me
(Sorry)
You're the last thoughts of a man
About to blow his fuckin' out

Fall back with a blood stained blouse on top of his
Spread out on a stained couch
In front of his that he just killed in the same house
I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Jackson
In boys' drawers shoppin' at toy stores
Shady said it, meant it, I stay demented
I'll throw a at you, with a baby in it
Go ahead, the plug, think I won't smack you
I dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't vacuum

Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
Tear up the and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)