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 live life when I'm both all I can say

Hook: N9ne
What's my EBAH!
Evil brain, heart
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, angel
brain, angel heart!

[Verse 1: Tech
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm it
Call me anything but my government
I can a bit, no, a big my love'll get
But in my brain I insane and I'm always on some other shit!
wanna 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 another
Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a
Making Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now to my love, like to go there
Even when it's annoying like long hair
I can so share my in the cold air
And it's no fair, the of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take breath time
Call me Chakra-tease or you can call me Tech
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Tech N9ne

Verse 2: Tech
me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I've become a frightful damage and
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my
Murderous, Michael my mimic
Mom, you a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
motivated mishap asmodeus monikers mended
Feel like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my
When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing a Ferrari
My obese heart when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched rhymes
Take me and my darkness will take 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: N9ne

Verse 3: Tech
My heart, like, vanilla icing
If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice
Of Christ brings wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is
Inside my crown I kill a gangster fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 years Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it ain't
E.B.A.H, there go A. Yates
Using as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and as a rubber duck
Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I utter
And I cover up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)