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 to dig my way to hell

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

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 from when you simply don't care if its an
degree day and there's no fricken air conditioning
And you can't see, the b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Chevrolet

The devil ain't on the level as him
Just someone who rebels in masochism
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad should put his a** in prison
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs 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** from a hole in the ground, still can't em apart
Came out the trailer park 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 with the same broad
At the same Walmart over the same 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 you could think I would say
Mind's a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, whip

Tied him around my neck went down the fire of the Empire State
Straight fell down 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 ain't got to do with a scalar
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a combination of 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 rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm sellin' buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so on and pile a plate
I'm throwin' the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the I'm spittin' while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the it's always mean time

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

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

I've a career a**hole
I don't see why people always 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 purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this
And I'm to get that quarter back
Like Ndamukong the drama can
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest in the book
But I sure fall for that
You done a bat to a rocket launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have caught a

If it makes you sick to stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away with the
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is dick for and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can a dick till your neck aches
Cry till you get eyes red face
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You fly, you're 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 storage over
'Cause you just big enough to fit your damaged goods
words don't try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause baby 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 stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I my face is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee high playin' G.I. Joes
Or the P-I-E hoes that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside skull where 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, a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm to dig my hole deeper
off to H-E double 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 to dig my way to hell

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

Oh be empty, please be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a 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 your bone
So everybody,
jerk, touch my body

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