Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

I'm getting by 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

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

The devil ain't on the same as him
Just someone who in straight masochism
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I bully I verbally abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
Used 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 tell em
Came out the trailer park screaming I'm proud
To shop at and it became art
And I'm fed up and as pissed off as they are
To this day I still get in fights with the same
At the same Walmart over the same cart
In the of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
s*** you could think I would say
Mind's like a pile of
When's the last time you saw a villain with a
With a gaping in it
out, whip down

Tied him around my neck 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 Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do a scalar
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus it's darker by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

It's a f***ing miracle to be 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 sellin' hatred buffet style all the you can eat
$11.99 so come on and a plate
I'm down the gauntlet to see what hell I can raise
the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm s***tin' on the competition
In the meantime it's always mean

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

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

I've been a career
I don't see why these always got my back
I said so much f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that purpose was to a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get quarter back
Like Ndamukong the can build
Your mama can ask me for my
cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I would fall for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you the ambulance that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have caught a

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

baby stable 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 me, I need my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my empty
If you read my you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever I was knee high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my

I'm about, like a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
Nothing but a hole inside your where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm like nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
It's off to H-E double hockey I go

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

Oh please be empty, please be empty, please be
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna this blouse and put a c*** in mouth 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 bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, touch my

Who is that? Where are you going? Mm back
Why does always leave me?
Hello? F*** you
Blow it out a**