Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Uhh, yeah man, hm, oh fuck, yeah
I'm not at home, beating my shit to death
I'm listening to the Madd Rapper's
This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm mad as hell, fuck you

I'm crazy with this razor, this razor I'm crazy
With this crazor I'm razy, crazed, I'm crazy
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go Jay-Z
(Tell them him I'ma for him)
Dre's beats
Ran in the ladies room naked in a
At the banquet and to spank it
(Ahh)

Came in the with a tank, fired a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her to the safe and thanked her
But I didn't take
(Thanks)
Every bullet from the same gun
from different angles
'Cuz I was pickin' strange to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 bucks you jump out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way up in the head
Shot my girl and my 'cuz I caught them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a crazy mothafucka, might me a fed
Or I might start a fist fight instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at your Sunoco
Stuck off the mixed with cocoa
turnstyles, then run from po po

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
up the clubs and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
Madd is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)

stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Shady is
(Crazy)

Yo, yo, I I'd been aborted
My pockets got a
Everything I floss I can't afford it
I'm tryin' to sell a O', my tryin' to snort it
My daughter's babysitter is to be deported
I'm mad 'cuz I still in line for clubs

Mad 'cuz my rottweiler shits on the rugs
(God dammit, Spike)
Feeling crazy now, I just might flip out
Shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, shit's crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh)
Fuck that, Slim, keep that for
You a white dude and you need some help, word

I got a wife, kids and a gorgeous home
would make jump in the tub with a cordless phone?
I'm straight vicious, I hit you with plates and
Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay I hate bitches?
Slut don't be to me, I've had it with girls
And I'll still be mad at the world, if it apologized to me
(Sorry)
You're hearing the thoughts of a man
About to blow his brains out

Fall with a blood stained blouse on top of his spouse
Spread out on a blood couch
In front of his kids that he just killed in the house
I'm sicker Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson
In little boys' shoppin' at toy stores
Shady said it, Shady meant it, I demented
I'll throw a at you, with a baby in it
Go ahead, pull the plug, think I won't you
I just dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't

Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild ho's and bust slugs, we
Madd is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)