Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: N9ne
I'm hella up, yes, I know
A lot of and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I'm all I can say

Hook: Tech
my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, heart
Evil brain, angel
brain, angel heart
Evil brain, heart!

[Verse 1: Tech
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm it
me anything but my motherfucking government
I can love a bit, no, a big my get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on some shit!
Really fuck a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to chick
Gutter trick, a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, like to go
when it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so my heart in the cold air
And no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will your breath time
me Chakra-tease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new out of respect I'm

Hook: Tech

Verse 2: N9ne
Liberate me,
I'm an and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was from above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, become a frightful damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making in minutes
motivated mishap asmodeus monikers mended
Feel I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing like a
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, me
To freak, not willing, a beast, I'm yelling
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death
me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me Tech
But I found my new sinister out of respect I'm

Hook: Tech

Verse 3: Tech
My heart, smell like, vanilla
If slicing my chest open, a light of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement thy king
Knight, seems right around the in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human puke is this
To whom ever my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I'll 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it ain't
E.B.A.H, there go A. Yates
women as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
Just another nut, all the suck
as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck
Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I much
And I never up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)