Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

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

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

Tied him around my went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire
And to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted around flames with a and I gave him the gas face
And this got nothing to do with a scalar
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

It's a f***ing miracle to be lyrical
Paint my face with clown make up and a face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, you like an ultra violet ray
I'm sellin' hatred buffet style all the you can eat
$11.99 so on and pile a plate
I'm down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime it's always mean

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

If it makes you sick to stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it like I'm running away with the game
Its I am don't speculate spectate
All I got is for days and insults for decades
But I get by my ways, lady you can suck a dick till your neck aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm on this jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a peg in a round hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
words don't try to put the heart in a headcase

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

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
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 sock it to you, dyko, you don't it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a
I'm blow the mike the whole 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 deeper
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

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

Oh please be empty, please be empty, be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock 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 myself show, let myself
But f*** it, suck from the
Life's too short to not stroke bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, my body

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