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 want to dig my way to

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

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

The devil on the level 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 forgetfully so I cut class and ditch it now I rap

Cadillac a K Car, my a** from a hole in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park I'm proud
To at K-mart and it became 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 whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this basket
Yeah backwards like Bob and Silent Jay
Illest s*** you could I would say
Mind's like a pile of
When's the last time you saw a villain with a
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, down

him around my neck went down the fire escape of the Empire State
Straight fell straight down to the splattered all over the entire state
And straight to hell got an impaled by the
So Satan stuck his face in an
But I sacheted around flames with a match and I gave him the gas
And this 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

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

I'm getting by with my wicked
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

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

If it you sick to your stomach pass it
my suggestions's Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running with the game
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 dick till neck aches
Cry till you get puffy eyes red
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You fly, you're an airhead
I'm sick of a square peg in a round hole, sorry another catchphrase
But your baggage gonna fit in my storage over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big to fit your damaged goods
Other don't try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause baby stable I ain't I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I keep on down
No wonder you stand 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 mind you can see my
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee high playin' G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes that peep my

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
on a cycle
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 Davidson 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 I'm libel to dig my hole deeper
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 to dig my way to hell
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

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

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