Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no what's to my brain
I can't this is happening again

1]
Lava out my lips I
Wake up think I have a
I'm trying to shove the lava lamp up my ass
I I'm out of gas, man
I think I need another
I'd ask my but I think she's laughing at the plants
A half a gram of graham crackers and Van de Kamp's
I think eat some Ambiens like they're candied yams
Cut a couple up and have a little snack
Abraf-ckingcadabra look who's back
Just like a pendulum, Satan's pentagram
I accidentally dented it and the damn thing
Shit I think I might did it when I was dancing
While I was chopping one of my off and pulled a hamstring
First I Re-up, then I
Go to rehab I Detox after I see Doc
And I'll be back with the sequel, repeat the
Cause I react like the when I see Nyquil

Oh no
Here we go
When going to end
did it begin
Maybe way back

2]
Into the well, baby fell
She may have herself
Quit playing, get her some
Mary Kay Letourneau me letters from jail
day in journals saying how
She wanted to smother me in and mayo
I'm the man
My marijuana was prescribed by a doctor
a typewriter up her
Perez Hilton's ass, shit, almost forgot
He's always shoving up his ass so why not that?
And f-ck it while I'm venting let's shove a vending
Up his rear end when he's bending over that he
say anything that would be offending to me
Stick his in a blender, begin blending in G
Where I put the pink sissy with the fluffy hair?
Put him under the People are already under there
Hmm, I wonder where. Wait, I think the cubpoard's
Stuff him up in the and shove him up in there

3]
Vicod* like a nitrogen vitamin
I bite into five and then I get as a kite again
I like it when I get in my zone on the mic
Who am I I couldn't quit this shit if my life depends
I relapsed twice after I came Brighton then
Yeah, rehab's nice, I had my name up in again
You see why I can't decipher what life I'm in
I might pull a on your wife and slice her and dice her then
It sounds so enticing, it nice when I'm hype again?
I'm nice when I'm like this, no time to write type it in
If I could get my pen to slow down, what'd I write just
Man I'm about to hyperventilate, I have hyper-tension
I have the type of state you couldn't comprehend
stupid of you for you to think I'm your friend
I usually do I do and suffer no consequence
I no mercy, the controversy is once again