Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: Tech
I'm mixed 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
What's my EBAH!
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, heart
Evil brain, heart
Evil brain, heart!

[Verse 1: Tech
right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it
Call me anything but my motherfucking
I can love a bit, no, a big my get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on other 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 it to another chick
Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a
them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, to go there
Even when it's annoying long nose hair
I can so my heart in the cold air
And no fair, the size of it is so rare
murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your time
Call me or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 2: Tech
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, I've a frightful damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers' my
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making minions in
Money motivated mishap monikers mended
like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling it beats hard, telling 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 me Tech N9ne
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Hook: N9ne

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