Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Ways

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

The devil on the level same as him
Just someone who rebels in straight
And him giving him an adjective an a** whooping
So bad they should put his a** in
I word 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 in the ground, still can't tell em apart
Came straight out the trailer park I'm proud
To shop at and it became art
And I'm still fed up and as off as they are
To day I still get in fights with the same broad
At the Walmart arguing over the same cart
In the of the aisle whilin I don't give a f*** I don't play!
You think you saw this basket
Yeah backwards like motherf***ing Bob and Jay
Illest s*** you think I would say
like a pile of clay
When's the last you saw a villain with a cape?
a gaping hole in it
Whip out, whip

Tied him around my neck went down the fire of the Empire State
fell straight down to the ground splattered all over the entire state
And to hell 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 with a
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus it's getting by the day
I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Jay

It's a f***ing miracle to be this
Paint my with clown make up and a smiley face, I'm insane
Every rhyme I say, a**aults you an ultra 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
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 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

I've been a a**hole
I don't see why these people 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 purpose was to beat a beat
Slaughter tracks, I put my two dimes and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get that quarter
Like Ndamukong the can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That cougars a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the
But I would fall for that
You done brought a bat to a rocket launcher
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 to your stomach pass it
Indigestion my Kaopectate
If it feels like I'm running away the game
Its 'cause I am don't spectate
All I got is for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, you can suck a dick till your neck aches
Cry you get puffy eyes red face
But I'm leaving on jet plane
You ain't fly, you're an
I'm sick of pounding a square peg in a round hole, sorry another
But your baggage ain't gonna fit in my over headspace
'Cause you just ain't big enough to fit your damaged
Other don't try to put the heart in a headcase

'Cause baby stable mentally I ain't I 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 stand me, I need my
help me I think my face is melting
If you these migrains, see these maggots eat my brain
G-I-A-empty hole in my empty head
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was high playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E that peep my game

'Cause I'm about, a f***in' echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
mike-o, stab you to the nightpost
Nothing but a hole your skull where you eye close
I'm gonna sock it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, like a motorbike
I'm gonna 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
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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

I'm by with 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

Oh please be empty, be empty, please be empty
you, God
S***.
It's a
I'm gonna rock this blouse and put a c*** in mouth and get my balls out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let show, let myself show
But f*** it, suck from the
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
it out your a**