Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

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

Guess I got a way with I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? a rare condition
what you're 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 hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the in your Chevrolet Prism

The devil ain't on the level as him
Just someone who rebels in masochism
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they put his a** in prison
I word bully I abuse verbs like he did something to me personally
Used forgetfully so I cut class and it now I fully rap

Cadillac a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
straight out the trailer park 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 this day I still get in fights the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing the same cart
In the middle of the aisle I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You you saw this basket first?
Yeah backwards like Bob and Silent Jay
Illest you could think I would say
Mind's like a of clay
When's the time you saw a villain with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, down

Tied him around my went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire
And to hell got an impaled by the gates
So Satan his face in an ashtray
But I around flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do with a
gay little faggot but by the way
Plus getting darker by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

It's a f***ing 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 sellin' hatred buffet 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' while I'm s***tin' on the
In the meantime it's always time

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

I'm getting by my wicked 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 got my back
I done said so much up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this
And I'm to get that quarter back
Like the drama can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest in the book
But I would fall for that
You done a bat to a rocket launcher fight
I get on the mic I'm a snap
Make you wish the ambulance took me to the hospital
When I would have caught a flat

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

'Cause baby stable mentally I ain't I my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you can't stand me, I my cane
Someone help me I think my is melting
If you felt 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
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 echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of control no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
Nothing but a inside your skull where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, a motorbike
I'm gonna blow the mike the whole night so strike up the f***in' maestro, I'm nitro
And heigh-ho, hand me my shovel I'm libel to dig my deeper
It's off to H-E hockey sticks I go

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

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

Oh please be empty, please be empty, please be
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 eighteen 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, my body

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