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 to dig my way to hell

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

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

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

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't em apart
Came straight out the trailer screaming I'm proud
To shop at K-mart and it art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this day I still get in fights with the broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the cart
In the middle of the whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this first?
Yeah backwards motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
s*** you could think I would say
Mind's like a pile of
the last time you saw a villain with a cape?
With a 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 splattered all the entire state
And straight to got an impaled by the gates
So Satan his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around with a match and I gave him the gas face
And ain't got nothing 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 f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my face with clown make up and a smiley face, I'm
Every I say, a**aults you like an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin' buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and a plate
I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime always mean time

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

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

I've a career a**hole
I don't see why these people got my back
I done so much f***ed 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 and a nickel in this s***
And I'm to get that quarter back
Like the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, the oldest trick in the book
But I sure would for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
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 makes you to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away with the
Its 'cause I am don't speculate
All I got is dick for days and insults for
But I get by my wicked ways, you can suck a dick till your neck aches
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 ain't gonna fit in my over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your goods
Other words try to put the heart 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 keep on falling
No wonder you can't me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my face is
If you felt migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee high playin' G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
on a cycle
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole your skull where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual 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 to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey 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 wicked
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, please be empty, please be
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm rock this 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 f*** it, suck the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke your
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

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