Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

I'm getting by with my ways
I'm up and I'm taking names
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 murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? It's a 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 see, the b****'s hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Chevrolet

The ain't on the level same as him
Just someone who in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad should put his a** in prison
I bully I verbally abuse verbs 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** a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park screaming I'm
To shop at and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as pissed off as are
To this day I still get in with the same 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 basket first?
backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could I would say
Mind's a pile of clay
the last time you saw a villain with a cape?
With a hole in it
Whip out, down

Tied him around my went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted around flames with a and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a
Being gay little but by the way
Plus it's 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 up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and pile a
I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see what hell I can
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 loading up and I'm taking
I want to dig my way to
I want to dig my way to

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

I've been a career
I see why these people always got my back
I done said so much up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put not by accident
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 coming to get that back
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the trick in the book
But I sure fall for that
You done brought a bat to a launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed have caught a flat

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is for days and insults for decades
But I get by my ways, lady you can suck a dick till 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 square peg in a round hole, sorry catchphrase
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage headspace
'Cause you ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other words don't try to put the heart in a

'Cause baby stable mentally I I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my empty
If you read my 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 hoes that my game

I'm about, like a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
Nothing but a hole inside your skull where you eye
'Cause I'm sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson cycle and ride it, like 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 I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

I'm by with 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 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

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

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