Luyện nghe bài hát I Want My Shit

It was March, April
Fuckin' Libra,

Taurus, in 1775
I'm like 300 and but I'm still alive
I used to with the original Billy the Kid
You think I'm only playin' but, I did

My daddy's were a 2 headed freak
a fortune teller, Ezmerella Zella
Anyway had sex on a Ouija board
And I was the next day, Violent J

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

tripped and called me the 'Clown Devil Boy'
'Child of the heifer', whatever
Tied me up, burned me and threw
Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey

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

Four simple things in this before I die
I rusty axe, I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch Bridget and a little sip of Faygo too
I get my shit, in this mothafucka I will never die

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

Nothin' ever killed me, nothin' could me
I fought in the Civil War, army
I walked across enemy lines a Mac ten
Man they didn't even have shit back then

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

The war ended, I traveled the country back
Until fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head and my face up
It didn't even the makeup

I took his gun and put a in his neck
The sheriff like it, I got indicted
Eighty-seven long years in the pen
Until they finally forgot why put me in

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

And I ain't die till I get my shit, mothafucka"
I want a rusty axe, I wanna know
A fat bitch Bridget just a little sip or two
'Til I get my in this mothafucka I will never die

Yeah, I slept under bridges, lived in the
I up mountains, searched the alleys
More years and I still ain't died
Now I'm in on the Southwest Side

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

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

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

And I told ya my neck can stretch for
I sorta look like from the X-Files
People wanna see me die more a little bit
But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my

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