Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this shit's be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's inflicted
Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a kid"
Arrested, molested myself and got

Wearing visors, sunglasses and
'Cause my split personality is having an identity
I'm Dr. and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

Brain size of a bread
Which drug will I end up from
Inebriated, till my is elevated
How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be

Illiterate, illegitimate shit
getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder
Jumped out the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter my dick when I was little'er

Smoke a blunt while I'm fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, on your roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was rhyme with Riddler
Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch, I see if this dick gon' fit in her

I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

I lace tunes, I'm out world like Space Moons
With a crazed loons dismissin' brains like braze wounds
Nothing but and misfits, dip shits
Doing whip pits, passed out like snip pits

Where's the weed, I tamper with it
I'ma let grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her forget it
it, maybe I'm a bum

But I was put on this earth to make baby mama cum
So I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage
Losing all of my
Went up inside the First Bank broke, and left rich

Walking bio-hazard wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
just making my neck itch, what the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there's a pubic in my breakfast
Got shit popping off like bottle cap
Get cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips

hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your kids in silence
I'm just joking, is Dozen's really dust smoking?
If all shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds like me him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from

My ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling
Lit it like Green Bay did when they on New England
I'm out the game, put the string in
Brandy got my swinging

Bobbing back and like a penguin
Delinquent, toking with Broken English
Make your mama be like "Oh, this is good, who this?"
Slim Shady, his is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that shit

It was predicted by a
I'd grow to be an addicted
Living off liquid
Pathetic, but I think this headache's ever vanishing

Panicking, I I might have just took too much Anacin
Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I think I'm dying, God is you?
help me, before I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they come is Tupac
It's politics, all a fix

Setup by these blue collared hicks
Just to a dollar off of black music
With a subliminal ball of
But can kiss ass and swallow dicks

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from