Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm liable to start a violent spark a silent thought
I disgust you like dialogue from the shop to The Frog
Night club, shit, I was if you see these on fire
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no department
So you may not hear at all
But be alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right me, dawg
A martyr on a charter, whose life could be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling self
I just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box with anybody, disorderly
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm in a closet
Panic cause I'm claustrophobic
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver from
I had no room for improvement
I'm practically squashed, unpacked it and it
Toxic, hands are arsenic, bars, examine the content
Bar exam, of insanity
Charles Hamilton slash and Bronson
snarls, cannibal jaws
Shark mandibles, lambs that'll
Looking skamp as Hannibal
Anthony with his hands in his pockets
out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka
But I gallon knockers
I bet you they ring a bell when I back and I'm conscious
happened, doc? I passed out again
Alcohol's making me break into vacant's
Stole a box and bag Cirocs in back of a Doxon
Fell asleep watching Fear Factor and Scare
Too close to the master
a hole in the air mattress and popped it
Woke up there after, hungover
No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous Nikes out of ostrich
And the cross is a cross mix
Of a rhinoceros, skin, giraffe and a dolphin
Dolphin fin dockers, eyes cautious, crotches
Swats and sneakers matches with the parkers
But it's like being overstepped at a gym
With all these trainers, but I don't have any
And I'm here naked, hangover, still wasted
Like you write raps on, obnoxious
Yo, why does it always like I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll 'em all, I'll battle 'em all
I'll stand there and mad at a wall
Until the doll scatter the inanimate objects
I'm badder than all, shatter and fall
Cause I hear the
And I'm starting to get amped, I'mma spark with 'em
Like the car with the hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it backwards cause could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like back when it's arching
When I start your squadron
You'll feel Master Card when I'm charging
So a swipe at me, I'm coming straight at you
Like Clay Matthews the Green Bay Packers
So get the of Wisconsin
That's nutbag I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all do my bidding
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a bitch into oncoming traffic, watch this
Stretched, tinted, black 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 door is laughable
My next whore's gon' have mechanical
jack me off with a lotion dispenser with a motion sensor
No hence I guess this sick prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's like a magic wand allows me to not let a blonde me
If Ronda was on the couch, with the condoms out
Holding a Magnums at once, Wants to Pounce
How I in response how she dances and flaunts it around me
Her little badonkadonk is bouncing around
And all I see is [?] slaughterhouse in a blouse
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 she's on the concrete
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't strong to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots couldn't shoplift at a shop
But I let the track lift 'em up, the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my is this now
finger discount
Been rapping so long I've been killing shit, it's easy
Kidnapping your mom I'm still in this bitch, thievery
for JonBenét Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
Always scared if I back to the blonde
I might relapse, get to some
Perhaps I'll launch some cracker taunts at Action
Macklemore and Mac Miller and Asher
Have back and forths
And record a wack response to Lamar's Control verse
And perform Fack in
[Fack
Yo, I put that shit on a Greatest album
Now that was
It some massive balls to do some shit like that
Sometimes I have to ponder why people are
(I'll around)
And put up with my crap so for
the attraction, mama?
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple
Or the pointy that's pointing at you, mama?
Who at this point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this voice that's the monster
So with a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that
What they don't know is the Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
Sits on my face and for my nose to grow
Pathological liar, oh, why am I such an
That might've pants, but they on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Christmas, crap in your stocking
I'm up all the presents
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's off
Wrap his schnoz in bandage and blind him
Blowing the head at Bed, Bath and Beyond
Put the back while the bath salt packets are gone
Know you really of me sampling Billy Squier
But rock acid rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, Bizarre, Trasher and Aerosmith
And I'm a spectacular archer, count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, half and Bob Dylan
Bandwagoners the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Kim Basinger on the ass