Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this shit's be rated R, restricted
You see bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted
Doctor my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid"
Arrested, myself and got convicted

Wearing visors, and disguises
'Cause my split personality is having an identity
I'm Dr. and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while these echo
"Murder Redrum"

Brain size of a crumb
Which drug will I end up from
Inebriated, till my is elevated
How in the fuck can and Shady be related?

Illiterate, shit spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot
out killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the suck my dick when I was little'er

a blunt while I'm titty fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was rhyme with Riddler
Didn't Ya? Bring bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds like me him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from

I lace tunes, I'm out world like Space Moons
With a bunch loons dismissin' brains like braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dip
Doing whip pits, passed out like snip pits

Where's the weed, I wanna tamper it
let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her forget it
it, maybe I'm a bum

But I was put on this earth to make your mama cum
So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any beverage
all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National broke, and left rich

Walking bio-hazard wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
Band just making my neck itch, what the Gimme the tech bitch
You lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast
Got shit popping off bottle cap tips
Get your cap peeled like the skin of your mama's chapped lips

hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your stare in silence
I'm joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust smoking?
If all your missing, than probably one of us broke in

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

My head's ringing, it was Spider Sense tingling
Lit it Green Bay did when they shitted on New England
I'm out the game, put the second in
This got my swinging

back and forth like a penguin
Delinquent, toking microphones Broken English
Make your mama be "Oh, this is good, who sing this?"
Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I it
It's rugged, but he needs to talking all that drug shit

It was by a medic
I'd grow to be an diabetic
off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don't this headache's ever vanishing

Panicking, I think I might have just too much Anacin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer a statue
I think I'm dying, God is that
Somebody help me, I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, they support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is
politics, it's all a fix

Setup by these white blue hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black
With a ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from