Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this gon' be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet in my neck? It's self inflicted
Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a kid"
Arrested, molested and got convicted

Wearing visors, sunglasses and
'Cause my personality is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll,
Hearing voices in my while these whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

size of a bread crumb
Which will I end up dead from
Inebriated, my stress is elevated
How in the can Eminem and Shady be related?

Illiterate, illegitimate spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush Margot Kidder
out killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was

Smoke a blunt while I'm titty Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna with Riddler
Ya? Bring your bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds like me him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

I lace tunes, I'm out world like Space Moons
With a crazed loons dismissin' brains like braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dip
Doing whip pits, out like Sanford snip pits

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her forget it
Fuck it, I'm a bum

But I was put on this earth to make your baby cum
So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic
Losing all of my
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and rich

bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
Band just my neck itch, what the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast
Got shit popping off like bottle cap
Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of mama's chapped lips

hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your kids in silence
I'm just joking, is Dozen's really dust smoking?
If all your shit's missing, probably one of us broke in

I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from

My head's ringing, like it was Sense tingling
Lit it like Green Bay did they shitted on New England
I'm out the game, put the second in
This got my swinging

Bobbing back and forth a penguin
Delinquent, toking with Broken English
Make your mama be like "Oh, this is good, who this?"
Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug

It was predicted by a
I'd to be an addicted diabetic
off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's vanishing

Panicking, I think I might have just took too much
Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I think I'm dying, God is that
Somebody me, before I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
JLB, they don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest gon' come is Tupac
politics, it's all a fix

Setup by these white collared hicks
Just to make a off of black music
With a subliminal ball of
But can kiss ass and swallow dicks

I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from