Luyện nghe bài hát ShadyXV

I'm to start a violent spark with a silent thought
I disgust you dialogue from the shop to The Wired Frog
Night club, shit, I was taught if you see these on
You had to put it out yourself like Highland Park, no department
So you may not hear at all
But don't be alarmed if I off
Something just ain't with me, dawg
A on a private charter, whose life could be harder
Widely regarded, highly bite me, sweetheart, I'm slightly
But tonight I'm starting shit, I'm feeling righteous
I just hop in a mosh pit on some Mike Tyson and Pac shit
Looking to box anybody, disorderly conduct
I'll fuck around and snort a key and pick a fight with a
Fan of the LOX, bananas, manic, I'm going in
Frantic, I'm trapped in a
Panic attack cause I'm
No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver movement
Cause I had no for improvement
I'm practically squashed, it and boxed it
Toxic, are arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content
Bar exam, start of
Charles Hamilton Manson and Bronson
Animal snarls, cannibal
Shark mandibles, lambs that'll
skamp as Hannibal stocking
Anthony Hopkins with his in his pockets
Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of
But I gallon some
I bet you they a bell when I come back and I'm conscious
What happened, doc? I out again
making me break into vacant's naked
Stole a Magnum box and bag Cirocs in of a Doxon
Fell watching Fear Factor and Scare Tactics
Too close to the stair
Poked a hole in the air mattress and it
up shortly there after, hungover
No one to wear, grasping a bear, rasped it and it
Air Max in my closet, preposterous made out of ostrich
And the cross stitching is a mix
Of a rhinoceros, possum skin, giraffe and a
fin dockers, eyes cautious, drop crotches
Swats and sneakers matches with the parkers
But it's being overstepped at a boxing gym
all these trainers, but I don't have any boxers
And I'm standing here naked, hangover, still
Like paper you write raps on,
Yo, why does it always sound I'm grabbing my nostrils?
Fuck that, I'll 'em all, I'll battle 'em all
I'll stand there and mad at a wall
Until the mannequin doll scatter the objects
That I'm than all, shatter and fall
I hear the track
And I'm starting to get fucking amped, I'mma with 'em
Like the car with the hooked to my fucking back, I'm a Duracell
But I sure as hell got it cause y'all could get jumped
And I'd the battery charge, but
I got a hunch like your back it's arching
When I attacking your squadron
You'll feel like Card when I'm charging
So take a swipe at me, I'm coming at you
Like Clay Matthews from the Green Bay
So get the sack of
nutbag that I'm talking, who am I kidding?
You faggots are all do my bidding
get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, of the Tylenol
I'll push a bitch oncoming traffic, just watch this
Stretched, tinted, sedan my ass
See I'm at you wack when I drop you off at Saks Ave
In a fucking cab to go shopping
Affable guy door is laughable
My next gon' have mechanical arms
That'll jack me off with a lotion with a motion sensor
No emotion hence I this sick prick dies hard
I got a Magic
It's like a magic wand allows me to not let a blonde me
If Rousey was on the couch, with the condoms out
Holding a thousand at once, Wants to Pounce
How I laugh in response how she dances and flaunts it me
Her flat little badonkadonk is bouncing
And all I see is [?] she's in a blouse
And Madonna mud on her, got dammit I a misogynist
I slap [?] with a lobster, her off a balcony
so happens she's fond of Al
Cause now she's faceplanting on the
Complete of responsibility
Half you assholes ain't enough to pick up a spirit
Shit, you faggots shoplift at a thrift shop
But I let the lift 'em up, boost the energy
Klepto, I'm back to rip shop up, but my thing is now
finger discount
Been rapping so long I've killing this shit, it's easy
Kidnapping mom cause I'm still in this bitch, thievery
Ransom for Ramsey, Chandra Levy, and Gary Condit
Always scared if I went to the blonde
I relapse, get to some bullshit
Perhaps launch some cracker taunts at Action Bronson
Macklemore and Mac Miller and Asher
Have some back and
And record a wack response to Kendrick Control verse
And perform in concert
[Fack
Yo, I put that shit on a Hits album
Now that was
It takes some massive balls to do some like that
Sometimes I have to why people are like
(I'll around)
And put up my crap so long for
What's the attraction,
Is it the fact that I'm a walking, talking, actual quadruple
Or the pointy nose pointing at you, mama?
Who knows at point, it's always poking so meh
Still get along with this cause that's the monster
So do-si-do a sociopath, everyone who knows me knows that
What don't know is the fact Rihanna calls me Pinocchio, meh
She the way I lie
on my face and waits for my nose to grow
Pathological liar, oh, why am I an asshole
That might've pants, but they on fire
So am I-a, wooh, Cappadonna, cut the off
Sabotage Christmas, in your stocking
I'm up all the presents
In fucking camouflage so you can't even 'em
Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz in gauze and blind him
Blowing the head gasket at Bed, Bath and
Put the basket back while the bath packets are gone
Know you really tired of me sampling Billy
But classic rock rap is the genre
Got Slash on guitar, splashing Bizarre, Trasher and
And I'm a archer, feed count Dracula Chocula
Godzilla, dragon and Bob Dylan
kicking the damn stragglers off and I'm strangling 'em
Smack Kim on the ass