Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: N9ne
I'm hella mixed up, yes, I
A lot of good and bad as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I'm all I can say

Tech N9ne
What's my EBAH!
brain, angel heart
Evil brain, heart
brain, angel heart
Evil brain, heart!

[Verse 1: N9ne]
Fucking right, I'm a and I'm loving it
me anything but my motherfucking government
I can a bit, no, a big my love'll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on other shit!
wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick
trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum rubbers split, a prick, the brother's sick!
Now to my love, like to go there
Even when it's annoying like long hair
I can so share my heart in the air
And no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath
Call me Chakra-tease or you can me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new out of respect I'm

Hook: N9ne

Verse 2: N9ne
me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I've a frightful damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers' my
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making minions in
Money mishap asmodeus monikers mended
Feel like I'm on Molly, as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm
Bloody murder, word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness take your breath time
Call me or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 3: Tech
My heart, smell like, vanilla
If slicing my open, a light beam of nice things
Of brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the in my dreams
Horse shit, and human puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is
Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig
And I'll 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it misspelled
E.B.A.H, go creepy A. Yates
Using women as a bait, and face, fishscale!
Just another nut, all the others
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a duck
Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I much
And I cover up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)