Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I want to dig my way to
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 with murder
Ever heard of It's a rare condition
It's what suffering from when you simply don't care if its an
Eighty degree day and there's no air conditioning
And you can't see, the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up the system in your Chevrolet Prism

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

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

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

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

I'm by with my wicked ways
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 up and I'm taking 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 these people got my back
I done so much f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that purpose was to a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in s***
And I'm to get that quarter back
Like the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my
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 wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its 'cause I am don't spectate
All I got is dick for days and for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can suck a dick till neck aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm leaving on this jet
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry another
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my over headspace
'Cause you ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other don't try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you can't stand me, I my cane
Someone help me I my face is melting
If you felt migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
G-I-A-empty 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 high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
on a cycle
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
Nothing but a hole inside your where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like
And heigh-ho, hand me my 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 loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to

I'm getting by 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

Oh please be empty, be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a c*** in and get my balls blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself show
But it, suck from the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke your
So everybody,
Circle jerk, my body

Who is that? Where are you going? Mm come
Why everyone always leave me?
Hello? you then
Blow it out a**