Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm getting by with my wicked
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 names
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

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

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

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park 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 over the same
In the of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
s*** you could think I would say
Mind's a pile of clay
the last time you saw a villain with a cape?
With a gaping in it
Whip out, down

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

It's a miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with clown make up and a face, I'm insane
Every I say, a**aults you like an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred style 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 it's always mean time

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

I've a career a**hole
I see why these people always got my back
I done said so f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put not by accident
I had a purpose and purpose was to beat 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 can build
mama can ask me for my autograph
That a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure fall for that
You brought a bat to a rocket launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the ambulance that took me to the
I overdosed would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your pass it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it feels like I'm 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 your neck aches
Cry till you get puffy red face
But I'm on this jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a peg in a round hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

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

'Cause I'm about, 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
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
It's off to H-E hockey sticks I go

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

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

Oh please be empty, be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna this blouse and put a c*** in mouth 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 the tucket
too short to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
jerk, touch my body

Who is that? Where are you Mm come back
Why does everyone always me?
Hello? you then
it out your a**