Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this shit's be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self
Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a kid"
Arrested, molested myself and got

Wearing visors, and disguises
'Cause my split is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my while these whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

Brain size of a bread
Which drug I end up dead from
Inebriated, my stress is elevated
How in the fuck can and Shady be related?

Illiterate, illegitimate shit
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Kidder
out killed the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was

Smoke a blunt while I'm fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, on your roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with
Didn't Ya? Bring your bitch, I wanna see if this gon' fit in her

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from

I lace tunes, I'm out this world Space Moons
With a bunch crazed loons brains like braze wounds
Nothing but and misfits, dip shits
Doing whip pits, passed out like Sanford snip

Where's the weed, I wanna tamper it
I'ma let your hit it
Mix it up with so her can't forget it
Fuck it, I'm a bum

But I was put on this earth to make your baby cum
So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic
Losing all of my
up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich

Walking bio-hazard wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
Band just making my neck itch, what the fuck? the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there's a pubic in my breakfast
Got shit off like bottle cap tips
Get cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips

hips, support domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while kids stare in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust
If all your shit's missing, probably one of us broke in

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from

My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense
Lit it like Bay did when they shitted on New England
I'm out the game, put the string in
This got my swinging

Bobbing back and forth like a
Delinquent, toking microphones with Broken
Make mama be like "Oh, this is good, who sing this?"
Slim Shady, his is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all drug shit

It was predicted by a
I'd grow to be an addicted
off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's vanishing

Panicking, I think I have just took too much Anacin
Frozen Manaquin, posted stiffer than a
I think I'm dying, God is that
help me, before I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
JLB, they don't support no hip hop
They say that's it ends, the closest they gon' come is Tupac
It's politics, all a fix

Setup by these blue collared hicks
Just to make a off of black music
With a ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and dicks

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his raps from