Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

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

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

from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer 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 same Walmart arguing the same cart
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this first?
backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could think I say
Mind's a pile of clay
the last time you saw a villain with a cape?
With a hole in it
out, whip down

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

It's a f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my face with clown up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred style 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 rhyme I'm while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the it's always mean time

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

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

I've been a career
I don't see why these people always got my
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was born a
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that back
Like Ndamukong the drama can
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 launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have caught a

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

baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I on falling down
No wonder you stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you felt these migrains, see maggots eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you read my mind you can see my
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee high with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside your skull where you eye
'Cause I'm gonna 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 night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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

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

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

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