Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

I'm by with 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

Guess I got a way with words I could get away with
Ever heard of Aspergers? a rare condition
It's what you're 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 hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Prism

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

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still tell em apart
Came out the trailer park screaming I'm proud
To at K-mart and it became art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this day I get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the cart
In the of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this first?
Yeah backwards like Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you think I would say
Mind's like a 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 down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And straight to 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 got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay faggot but by the way
it's getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, the Creator, and Violent Jay

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

I'm getting by with my 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 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 got my back
I done said so much up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in s***
And I'm to get that quarter back
Like the drama can build
mama can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest in the book
But I sure would fall for
You done brought a bat to a rocket fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the ambulance took me to the hospital
I overdosed would have caught a flat

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

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

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a inside your skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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

I'm by with 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

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

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