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 want to dig my way to

I'm by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to

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

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

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

Tied him around my neck down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the state
And to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his in an ashtray
But I sacheted around flames a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus getting 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
Paint my with clown make 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 come on and a plate
I'm throwin' down the to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm on the competition
In the meantime it's always mean

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

I've a career a**hole
I don't see why these people got my back
I done said so much up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that back
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, the oldest trick in the book
But I would fall for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you the ambulance that took me to the hospital
I overdosed would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to your stomach it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it like I'm running away with 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 till your neck aches
Cry till you get puffy eyes red
But I'm on this jet plane
You ain't fly, you're an
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry catchphrase
But your baggage ain't fit in my storage 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 baby stable mentally I 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 need my
Someone me I think my face is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these maggots eat my
This G-I-A-empty hole in my head
If you read my you can see my pain
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that my game

'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 skull you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm nitro
And heigh-ho, me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

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

I'm getting by 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

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 mouth and get my blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself
But f*** it, suck from the
Life's too to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
jerk, touch my body

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