Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

Brain size of a bread
Which drug will I end up dead
Inebriated, till my stress is
How in the fuck can Eminem and be related?

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

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

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

I lace tunes, I'm out this like Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons brains like braze wounds
Nothing but and misfits, dip shits
Doing pits, passed out like Sanford snip pits

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with so her can't forget it
it, maybe I'm a bum

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

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

Slap hips, support domestic
Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really smoking?
If all your shit's missing, than one of us broke in

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

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

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

It was predicted by a
I'd grow to be an diabetic
Living off liquid
Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's vanishing

Panicking, I think I might have just took too Anacin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a
I I'm dying, God is that you?
Somebody me, before I OD on an LP

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

Setup by these white blue hicks
Just to make a off of black music
a subliminal ball of tricks
But can kiss ass and swallow dicks

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