Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

I'm by with 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 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 got a way with words I could get away with murder
Ever heard of Aspergers? 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'
'Cause you got the windows up blaring the system in your Prism

The devil on the level same as him
Just who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an an a** whooping
So bad should put his a** in prison
I word bully I verbally abuse verbs he did something to me personally
Used forgetfully so I cut class and 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 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 whilin I don't give a f*** I play!
You think you saw basket first?
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
Illest s*** you could 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 state
And straight to got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his in an ashtray
But I sacheted flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothing to do a scalar
Being gay little but by the way
Plus getting darker by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

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

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

I've been a a**hole
I don't see why these always got my back
I done said so much f***ed up s***, I was a mistake
But I was put here not by
I had a purpose and that was to beat a beat purplish
tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that back
Like 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 would fall for
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you the ambulance that took me to the hospital
When I would have caught a flat

If it makes you sick to stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its 'cause I am speculate spectate
All I got is dick for and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, you can suck a dick till your neck aches
Cry till you get puffy eyes red
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, sorry catchphrase
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
Other words don't try to put the in a headcase

'Cause baby stable mentally I I need my meds, I peed my bed
I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I on falling down
No you can't stand me, I need my cane
help me I think my face 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 mind you can see my
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee high 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
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole your skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm blow the mike 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 hockey sticks I go

I'm by with 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 getting by with my ways
I'm up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to
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 with eighteen guys naked and let show, let myself show
But f*** it, suck the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke bone
So everybody,
Circle jerk, my body

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