Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Sh*T

It was like March,
Fuckin' Libra,

Taurus, born in
I'm like 300 and somethin' but I'm alive
I used to with the original Billy the Kid
You think I'm only playin' but, I did

My were a 2 headed freak show
a fortune teller, Ezmerella Zella
Anyway they had sex on a board
And I was born the next day, J

When I was 14, I tripped on the track
And I was right there on the steel rack
I'm out cold, they though it'd me up
I got up and my butt, and I'm like, "What?"

Everybody tripped and called me the 'Clown Devil
'Child of the witch heifer',
me up, burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey

After that started bowin' and shit
Prayin' to me, you how them primitives get
I said "Get off my I ain't a savior"
I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my

Four simple things in bitch before I die
I rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat named Bridget and a little sip of Faygo too
'Til I get my shit, in this mothafucka I will die

So anyway, years passed, all my homies are old ass fucks
I ain't even got on my nuts
I left the village in the of my ends
I wrestled alligators, Terminators

Nothin' ever me, nothin' could harm me
I in the Civil War, Yankee's army
I walked enemy lines with a Mac ten
Man they didn't even that shit back then

How you just gonna come in my and fuck it up?
Well at least make shit sound real man damn
I across enemy lines with a, lantern
Steady takin' cannon to the balls

The war ended, I the country horse back
Until this tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my and blew my face up
It didn't even smear the

I took his gun and put a in his neck
The didn't like it, I got indicted
Eighty-seven years in the state pen
Until they forgot why they put me in

had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin'
On way out they like
"Yo ain't you a hundred and somethin'?"
I said, "That's

And I gonna die till I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget a little sip or two
I get my shit in this mothafucka I will never die

Yeah, I slept bridges, lived in the valleys
I up mountains, searched the alleys
More passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest

Well, my has an Impala blue '67
night we hit the road pushin' one eleven
I stuck my out the window told 'em floor it the most
And let my nugget off a light post

Hell yeah cuz, a little bit
But ya get a straight buzz
The world hates me 'cause of shit like
They always try and kill me but,

I know it's odd 'cause my face is painted
When I was born the bitch ass fainted
My tongues a little long I choke with it
kinda nasty, but chicks dig it

And I told ya my can stretch for miles
I sorta like somethin' from the X-Files
People wanna see me die more then a bit
But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I my shit

And I ain't die till I get it
I want a rusty axe, I wanna know
A fat bitch named Bridget, I said "Faygo" fuck Dew
'Til I get my in this mothafucka I will never die, die, die