Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick hearing these talk shit
They get there slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these guys
They best go, 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

'Coz had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff, listen

I just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo rapped
And the baby instead of gettin' it aborted

Yo, I talk morbid just to make you awkward
Deaths a of life, yo, you just cant ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sport it like
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya gran bought it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no
I show no remorse like a raping a corpse
Up the anal passage while contracting genital

My metaphor's are twisted that game
Where you gotta put hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to on the biscuit
I'm so sadistic so I fantasize about
My mums ex floating in a bath tub with his wrists

And I'm real hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm tired of these bullshit guys
They go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't rough

You buy a TV if you want me to stop
'Coz I'm so heavy influenced by the that I watch
It ain't just Fiction' and 'Reservoir Dogs'
It's irreversible, there's my Of God'

It's the news on every channel I turn on the box
It seems singing on top of the pops
glitter, Michael Mish-a-walk
On the net ken got his neck tek off

That's some nasty and still you wonder why I'm sick
When I see this shit and I say what I think
That's nasty shit and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' 'round here stinks

about cigarettes and alcoholic drinks?
Or the animal that died just so your wife wear that mink
Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, pissin' in the
A white girl wont suck my dick just its pink

And I'm real hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm tired of these bullshit guys
They best go, hide I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it dogs style slice of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't enuff

Check it, the verse is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely
'Coz this is a guy getting chauffeured in a hurst
Let me do what Nas did and tell that shit in

The hirst the corpse back to the morgue
The guy from the morgue undresses the
Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood goes in
goes back to hospital where it comes alive again

The paramedics backwards like an Irish dance
Put the man back in the ambulance
The ambulances engine turns on
And its lights flash as it plays his song

The guy goes back to the exact spot they found him
And the medics and and all the passers by go
Where they came till eventually
No one him and the blood pours up him
than down him

The man then upwards back on his feet
Stumbles a dark figure on the other side of the street
He walks into the that cut his belly
Then he his neck which was bleeding already

He his hand so you can see the cut
And as the undoes the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the words he which were, 'What the fuck'
And unscreams the scream the first initial cut

Then the blood from he severely ear
Crawls back up his cheek and disappears
As the wielding silhouette unhacks it from the rear
the knife away after reattaching the ear

Then backwards thought the bushes
Where disregarded nature
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm reading his
Takes the snail he stepped on back from its
Only to be killed again when I fast forward shit later

in his house now back in his bed
He un-listens to a CD and his head
Take's the CD out the player and it back in its case
Which has my name on the along with my face

Fast forward, there's been a
And the police know done it
Not lookin' for a motive 'coz they don't know why he it
Sure enough it don't take long for them to find a reason
And they publicly state it on TV that

A couple of months later, this gets banned
Like it was me who put switch in his hand
And told him to that man

Like this whole song was just some kinda sickly devised
To hurt some cunt I don't even know
And I've never met in my life

The words said, "The pen is mightier than the sword"
Was right and you better twice
Before you to me and pick a fight