Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Uhh, hell yeah man, hm, oh fuck,
When I'm not at home, beating my to death
I'm listening to the Rapper's album
This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm mad as hell, fuck you

I'm crazy with this razor, with this razor I'm
With crazor I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go Jay-Z
(Tell them him ghostwrite for him)
Over beats
Ran in the ladies room naked in a
At the banquet and started to it
(Ahh)

Came in the bank with a tank, a blank
At the and handcuffed her ankles to the safe and thanked her
But I didn't nothing
(Thanks)
Every came from the same gun
Just different angles
'Cuz I was strange places to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 you won't jump out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way fucked up in the
Shot my and my sister 'cuz I caught them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a crazy mothafucka, shoot me a fed
Or I just might a fist fight instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your local
off the hydro mixed with cocoa
Jump turnstyles, run from po po

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

Yo, yo, I wish I'd been
My got a shortage
Everything I wanna floss I afford it
I'm tryin' to sell a O', my pops to snort it
My babysitter is about to be deported
I'm mad 'cuz I still stand in line for

Mad my rottweiler still shits on the rugs
(God dammit, Spike)
Feeling kinda now, I just might flip out
Slim Shady gave me shrooms and I might out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, shit's crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh)
Fuck that, Slim, that for yourself
You a crazy white dude and you need some help,

I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous
What would make jump in the tub with a cordless
I'm straight vicious, I hit you with and dishes
Leave you eight stitches, I'm gay 'cuz I hate bitches?
Slut don't be to me, I've had it with girls
And I'll be mad at the world, even if it apologized to me
(Sorry)
You're hearing the thoughts of a man
About to his fuckin' brains out

Fall back with a blood blouse on top of his spouse
Spread out on a blood couch
In of his kids that he just killed in the same house
I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Jackson
In little boys' drawers at toy stores
Shady it, Shady meant it, I stay demented
I'll throw a at you, with a baby in it
Go ahead, pull the plug, think I smack you
I dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't vacuum

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)