Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm up and I'm taking names
I to dig my way to hell
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 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 suffering from when you simply don't care if its an
Eighty degree day and there's no air conditioning
And you can't see, the b****'s is frizzin'
'Cause you got the up blaring the system in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the level as him
Just someone who in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I verbally verbs like 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 hole in the ground, still tell em apart
Came out the trailer park screaming I'm proud
To shop at K-mart and it art
And I'm still fed up and as 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 aisle I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this basket
backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could I would say
Mind's like a pile of
When's the time you saw a villain with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, down

him around my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire
And straight to hell got an impaled by the
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 little but by the way
Plus it's darker by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

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

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

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

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

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
my suggestions's Kaopectate
If it feels I'm running away with the game
Its 'cause I am don't 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 till you get puffy red face
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You ain't fly, an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry catchphrase
But your ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big to fit your damaged goods
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

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

I'm about, like 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 where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
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 to dig my hole deeper
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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

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

Oh be empty, please 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 balls out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let myself show, let myself
But f*** it, suck from the
too short to not stroke your bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

Who is that? are you going? Mm come back
Why everyone always leave me?
Hello? F*** you
it out your a**