Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: Tech
I'm hella up, yes, I know
A lot of and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life I'm both all I can say

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

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

Hook: N9ne

Verse 2: Tech
me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I've landed in
Psycho bandit, I've become a frightful damage and
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my
Murderous, Michael Myers' my
Mom, you made a monster, I'm minions in minutes
motivated mishap asmodeus monikers mended
Feel like I'm on Molly, as big as my body
When a gets naughty, it's racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, a beast, I'm yelling
Bloody murder, word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me Tech
But since I found my new out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 3: Tech
My heart, like, vanilla icing
If my chest open, a light beam of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement thy king
Knight, seems right the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human is this smell
To whom ever my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I kill a with fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 years like
Yeah.. Nigga, it misspelled
E.B.A.H, there go A. Yates
Using as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber
brain, angel heart, yes, I utter much
And I cover up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)