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 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

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

The devil ain't on the level as him
someone who rebels in straight masochism
And imagine him giving him an adjective an a**
So bad should put his a** in prison
I word bully I verbally verbs like 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 straight out the trailer park screaming I'm
To shop at K-mart and it art
And I'm still fed up and as off as they are
To this day I still get in with the same broad
At the same Walmart arguing over the same
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 s*** you could I would say
like a pile of clay
When's the last time you saw a villain with a
With a gaping in it
Whip out, down

Tied him around my neck went down the escape of the Empire State
Straight fell 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 around flames with a match and I gave him the gas face
And this ain't got to do with a scalar
Being gay faggot but by the way
Plus getting darker by the day
I'm a of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay

a f***ing miracle to be this lyrical
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 to see what hell I can raise
With the rhyme I'm spittin' while I'm s***tin' on the
In the it's always mean time

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

I've a career a**hole
I don't see why these always got my back
I done so much f***ed up s***, I was born a mistake
But I was put not by accident
I had a and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two and a nickel in this s***
And I'm coming to get quarter back
Like Ndamukong the can build
Your mama can ask me for my
That a MILF, she's the oldest trick in the book
But I sure would for that
You done a bat to a rocket launcher fight
When I get on the mic I'm a
Make you the ambulance that took me to the hospital
When I overdosed would have caught a

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

'Cause baby stable mentally I ain't I need my meds, I my bed
I'm going blind, I see my legs, I keep on falling down
No wonder you can't stand me, I need my
Someone help me I think my face is
If you felt these migrains, see maggots eat my brain
This G-I-A-empty hole in my empty
If you my mind you can see my pain
And you could see why I'd be way
Ever since I was knee playin' with G.I. Joes
Or shut the P-I-E hoes peep my game

'Cause I'm about, like a echo
Psycho on a
If I Iko
I'm out of like no
Other mike-o, stab you to the
but a hole inside your skull where you eye close
'Cause I'm gonna it to you, dyko, you don't like it
Get on your Harley Davidson menstrual cycle and ride it, 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 shovel I'm libel to dig my hole
off to H-E double hockey sticks I go

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

Oh be empty, please 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 blew out
And gay the A.M
And lay with eighteen guys naked and let show, let myself show
But it, suck from the tucket
Life's too short to not stroke your
So everybody,
Circle jerk, my body

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