Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They best go, 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

'Coz had it up to here, right up to here
Might ave to do it dogs style slice of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they rough enuff, listen

I don't just the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin' the baby of gettin' it aborted

Yo, I morbid just to make you feel awkward
a part of life, yo, you just cant ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya gran bought it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no
I show no remorse like a raping a corpse
Up the anal passage contracting genital warts

My are twisted like that game
Where you gotta put hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to on the biscuit
I'm so so I fantasize about finding
My mums ex in a bath tub with his wrists slit

And I'm sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They best go, 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, right up to
ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

You best buy a TV if you want me to
'Coz I'm so heavy by the things that I watch
It ain't just 'Pulp and 'Reservoir Dogs'
It's irreversible, there's my 'City Of

It's the news on every channel I turn on the box
It seems singing on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Michael
On the net ken bigley got his tek off

That's some nasty shit and you wonder why I'm sick
When I see this and I say exactly what I think
some nasty shit and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' 'round here really

What about cigarettes and alcoholic
Or the animal that died just so your wife could that mink
Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, pissin' in the
A white girl wont suck my just because its pink

And I'm real sick hearing pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
They go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, right up to
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its they ain't rough enuff

Check it, the last verse is as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's definitely
'Coz is about a guy getting chauffeured in a hurst
Let me do Nas did and tell that shit in reverse

The brings the corpse back to the morgue
The guy from the morgue undresses the
Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood goes in
Body goes to hospital where it comes alive again

The paramedics walk like an Irish dance
Put the man back in the ambulance
The engine turns back on
And its lights flash as it plays his favorite

The guy goes back to the exact where they found him
And the and and all the passers by go back
Where they came from till
No one surrounds him and the pours up him
Rather down him

The man falls upwards back on his feet
Stumbles towards a dark figure on the side of the street
He walks into the blade that cut his
Then he holds his which was bleeding already

He removes his so you can see the cut
And as the knife the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the words he said which were, the fuck'
And unscreams the from the first initial cut

Then the from he severely severed ear
Crawls back up his cheek and disappears
As the knife wielding silhouette unhacks it the rear
the knife away after reattaching the ear

Then walks backwards thought the
Where he's disregarded
the guy on the bench, I'm reading his paper
Takes the snail he stepped on back its creator
Only to be killed again when I fast forward this shit

in his house now back in his bed
He un-listens to a CD and un-bops his
the CD out the player and puts it back in its case
Which has my name on the cover along my face

Fast forward, been a murder
And the police know who's it
Not lookin' for a 'coz they don't know why he done it
Sure enough it don't take that for them to find a reason
And they publicly state it on TV evening

A couple of months later, this shit banned
Like it was me who put that in his hand
And him to kill that man

Like this whole was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To hurt some poor cunt I even know
And never met before in my life

The whoever said, "The pen is mightier than the sword"
Was right and you think twice
Before you step to me and pick a