Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

Guess I got a way with words I could get away murder
Ever of Aspergers? It's a rare condition
It's you're suffering from when you simply don't care if its an
Eighty degree day and no fricken air conditioning
And you can't see, the b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the up blaring the system in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the same as him
Just someone who rebels in straight
And imagine him him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I verbally verbs like he did something to me personally
Used so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap

Cadillac from a K Car, my a** from a in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the park screaming I'm proud
To at K-mart and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as off as they are
To this day I still get in fights with the broad
At the Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the middle of the whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this first?
Yeah backwards motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest you could think I would say
Mind's like a of clay
When's the last time you saw a with a cape?
With a hole in it
out, whip down

Tied him around my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire
Straight fell straight down to the splattered all over the entire state
And to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around flames with a match and I gave him the gas
And ain't got nothing to do with a scalar
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

It's a f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my with clown make up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred buffet all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so on and pile a plate
I'm throwin' the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the I'm spittin' while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime always mean time

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

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm loading up and I'm names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

I've been a a**hole
I don't see why people always got my back
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was born a
But I was put not by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the
But I sure would fall for
You done brought a bat to a rocket fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you the ambulance that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your stomach it
my suggestions's Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its 'cause I am don't 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 you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm leaving on this jet
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry another 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 ain't I my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I see my legs, I keep on falling down
No you can't stand me, I need my cane
Someone me I think my face is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my

I'm about, like a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside your where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double sticks I go

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

Oh be empty, please 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 blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let show, let myself show
But f*** it, suck the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke bone
So everybody,
jerk, touch my body

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