Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by with my ways
I'm loading up and I'm names
I to dig my way to hell
I to dig my way to hell

Guess I got a way words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a rare
what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if its an
Eighty degree day and there's no fricken air
And you can't see, the b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the same as him
Just someone who rebels in straight
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
Used so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the park screaming I'm proud
To shop at K-mart and it art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as are
To this day I still get in fights with the broad
At the same Walmart arguing the same cart
In the of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this basket
backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you think I would say
Mind's a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, whip

Tied him around my neck went down the escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an impaled by the
So stuck his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got to do with a scalar
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

a f***ing miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with clown make up and a face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred buffet all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a
I'm down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime always mean time

I'm getting by my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm names
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by my wicked ways
I'm up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

been a career a**hole
I don't see why these people always got my
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was a mistake
But I was put not by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a in this s***
And I'm coming to get that back
Like Ndamukong the drama can
Your mama can ask me for my
That a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure would fall for
You done brought a bat to a launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the ambulance took me to the hospital
When I overdosed have caught a flat

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it feels I'm running away with the game
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is dick for days and for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can suck a dick till your neck
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm on this jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage headspace
'Cause you just ain't big to fit your damaged goods
Other words try to put the heart in a headcase

baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on down
No wonder you can't stand me, I my cane
Someone help me I think my face is
If you felt these migrains, see these eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my head
If you read my mind you can see my
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee high with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that my game

I'm about, like a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
Nothing but a hole inside your skull you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
It's off to H-E double sticks I go

I'm getting by with my ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with my ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

Oh please be empty, please be empty, be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a c*** in and get my balls blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself
But f*** it, suck from the
too short to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
jerk, touch my body

Who is that? Where are you going? Mm come
Why does always leave me?
F*** you then
Blow it out a**