Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

I'm getting by with my wicked
I'm up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

I got a way with words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply care if its an
Eighty degree day and there's no fricken air
And you can't see, the b****'s hair is
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the same as him
Just someone who rebels in masochism
And imagine him giving him an an a** whooping
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 it now I fully rap

from a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer screaming I'm proud
To shop at K-mart and it art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they are
To day I still get in fights with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the same
In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a I don't play!
You you saw this basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
Illest s*** you could I would say
like a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain with a
With a hole in it
out, whip down

Tied him around my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire
Straight straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an by the gates
So stuck his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got to do with a scalar
Being gay little but by the way
Plus getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

a f***ing miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with make up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an violet ray
I'm hatred buffet style all the s*** you can eat
$11.99 so come on and a plate
I'm throwin' down the gauntlet to see hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime always mean time

I'm getting by with my wicked
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 up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
I to dig my way to hell

been a career a**hole
I see why these people 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 a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Like the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the trick in the book
But I sure would for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have a flat

If it makes you sick to your pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it like I'm running away with the game
Its 'cause I am don't speculate
All I got is dick for and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can suck a dick till your aches
Cry till you get eyes red face
But I'm leaving on this jet
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, another 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 heart in a

'Cause baby mentally I ain't 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 me I think my face is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This hole in my empty head
If you read my mind you can see my
And you see why I'd be this way
Ever since I was knee high playin' G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
on a cycle
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the 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
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

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

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

Oh please be empty, please be empty, be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this and put a c*** in mouth and get my balls blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys and let myself show, let myself show
But f*** it, suck the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

Who is that? Where are you going? Mm come
Why does everyone always me?
F*** you then
Blow it out a**