Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

Guess I got a way with words I get away with murder
Ever heard of It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering when you simply don't 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 system in your Chevrolet

The ain't on the level same as him
someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad they should put his a** in
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs he did something to me personally
forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I fully rap

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

Tied him my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire State
fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And straight to got an impaled by the gates
So stuck his face in an ashtray
But I sacheted around flames with a and I gave him the gas face
And ain't got nothing to do with a scalar
Being gay little but by the way
Plus it's darker by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

a f***ing miracle to be this lyrical
Paint my face with clown make up and a face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you like an ultra 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 what I can raise
With the rhyme I'm while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime it's always time

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

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

I've been a career
I don't see why these people always got my
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 was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Ndamukong the drama can build
Your can ask me for my autograph
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest in the book
But I sure fall for that
You done brought a bat to a launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you wish the ambulance that me to the hospital
When I would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to stomach pass it
Indigestion my suggestions's
If it feels like I'm away with the game
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady you can a dick till your neck aches
Cry till you get puffy red face
But I'm leaving on this jet
You ain't fly, you're an
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry another
But baggage ain't gonna fit in my storage over headspace
you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged goods
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

'Cause stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on falling
No you can't stand me, I need my cane
Someone help me I my face is melting
If you felt these migrains, see these maggots eat my
This hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you see why I'd be this way
since I was knee high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a f***in'
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole inside your where you eye close
I'm gonna 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 mike the night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
It's off to H-E hockey sticks I go

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

I'm by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking
I to dig my way to hell
I to dig my way to hell

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

Who is that? Where are you Mm come back
Why does everyone always me?
Hello? you then
it out your a**