Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm
And I'm real of these bullshit guys
They best go, hide I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders tough, tryin' ta get rough
its obvious they ain't rough enuff, listen

I don't just talk the talk, I it
That's why my mouth's comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like mo getting rapped
And keepin' the instead of gettin' it aborted

Yo, I talk morbid just to make you feel
Deaths a part of life, yo, you just ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya gran bought it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no
I show no remorse like a necromanic raping a
Up the anal while contracting genital warts

My metaphor's are twisted like that
Where you gotta put hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to on the biscuit
I'm so so I fantasize about finding
My mums ex floating in a bath tub his wrists slit

And I'm sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They best go, hide 'coz I'm for 'em on the sly

had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir style slice of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its they ain't rough enuff

You best buy a TV if you me to stop
'Coz I'm so heavy influenced by the things that I
It ain't just 'Pulp Fiction' and Dogs'
It's irreversible, there's my Of God'

It's the news on every channel I turn on the box
It seems Pedophiles singing on top of the
Garry glitter, Mish-a-walk
On the net ken bigley got his tek off

some nasty shit and still you wonder why I'm sick
When I see this shit and I say exactly I think
That's some nasty and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' 'round really stinks

What about and alcoholic drinks?
Or the animal died just so your wife could wear that mink
Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, pissin' in the
A white girl wont suck my just because its pink

And I'm sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
best go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get
When its obvious they rough enuff

Check it, the last verse is just as bad as the
Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely
'Coz this is about a guy getting in a hurst
Let me do what Nas did and tell that shit in

The hirst brings the back to the morgue
The guy from the undresses the corpse
Embalming fluid goes out, the blood goes back in
Body goes back to where it comes alive again

The paramedics walk like an Irish dance
Put the wounded man in the ambulance
The ambulances turns back on
And its lights flash as it plays his song

The guy goes back to the exact where they found him
And the and and all the passers by go back
they came from till eventually
No one surrounds him and the blood up him
Rather than him

The man then falls upwards back on his
Stumbles a dark figure on the other side of the street
He walks into the blade cut his belly
he holds his neck which was bleeding already

He his hand so you can see the cut
And as the knife the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the he said which were, 'What the fuck'
And unscreams the scream from the initial cut

Then the blood he severely severed ear
back up his cheek and slowly disappears
As the knife wielding silhouette unhacks it the rear
Puts the away after reattaching the ear

walks backwards thought the bushes
Where he's disregarded
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm his paper
Takes the he stepped on back from its creator
Only to be killed again when I fast this shit later

Back in his house now in his bed
He to a CD and un-bops his head
Take's the CD out the player and puts it in its case
Which has my name on the cover along with my

Fast forward, been a murder
And the police who's done it
Not lookin' for a motive they don't know why he done it
Sure it don't take that long for them to find a reason
And they publicly state it on TV that

A couple of months later, this shit gets
it was me who put that switch in his hand
And told him to kill man

this whole song was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To hurt some poor cunt I even know
And I've never met in my life

The whoever said, "The pen is mightier than the sword"
Was right and you think twice
Before you step to me and pick a