Luyện nghe bài hát Simple And Blunt

(Grunts)
It Out

Another Sampler,
I Even Front,
I'll Fuckin' You All About Our Shit Simple And Blunt,
And If You The Time To Listen As I Run This Down,
Maybe You Even Dig Our Shit And Understand The Wickid Clown,
We Forever Cause' Up On The Suface,
Always Said We Talentless Peices Of Shit And Worthless,
Yet,
As Im This Down,
I Glance At The Wall And I Don't Know How,
But We Got Two Albums And Another Four Gold,
And We Never Used MTV We Went Up The Road,
And A Fan Base That Said Behind The Clown,
That They'd Tear Your Fuckin' City In Half to Show Down,
See But Thats It Though,
It A Fan Base,
Its A Family Together Like We From Outer Space,
I Mean We Call Ourselves Juggalos I That Explains It,
We Relate We Been Through The Same Types Of Pain,
I Mean ICP Rap About The Money We Get,
Cause Half The So Broke They Stealin' Our Shit,
And They Wanna Hear About Us Pushin' A Benze,
When They Takin' Fuckin' Just To Get To Gatherins',

(We Likes It Wickid, We It Wickid)

We Like Serial Slaughterer's On Our Records,
And Its How We To The Pressures Of Life,
Let Our Music Do The Killin' For You Be Alright,
And Seriously Ain't You The Bit Curious,
Up With This Underground World, We Gettin Furious,
Just Like This Your Bumpin' Right Now,
Might Be Your Callin' To Our Carnival Ground,
Tell Me This Fucker Trully,
How You
Ever Get The Urge Maybe Do A Little Wig
Ever The Last Kid Picked For A Team?
Ever Have Mutha Come And Shit On Your Dreams?
Do You Have Ideas And Somthin' To
Only Ain't Ever Got They Ears Pointed Your Way,
Ever Been Fucked Like This And Like That And Go Home With Crazy Thoughts Like Cuttin' They Neck?
Might Find And Escape In Band The World Hate,
Cause We Been Shit On Homie We Can Relate,
Ain't Nobody Hear Datin' Any Stars,
Attendin VIP Parties At Profile Bars,
But If We Your Cup Of Tea Then Just Don't Fuck With Me,
I Respect The Fuck Out The You Stuck There With Me,
And Listened On Why I Tried To Ourselves,

(Cause The Hatchets Hustlin' For Record Sales)

You Know That ICP Is Fuckin And Doubted,
But Our New Albums The Bomb And I Lie About It,
We Call It The Wraith And The Sixth Joker's Card,
And The Juggalo Worlds Waitin' Long And Hard,
So We Savin' It All, We Won't You A Lick,
Thats Why They Got Me On Here Rappin' The Shit,
But For Ten This Albums Been In Our Focus,
Everything From Dog Beats On Through To Lotus,
And Its Finally Droppin' On 5th,
The Fuckin' Record Label Fucks Up The Shit,
Plan Is The Day That The Best We Can Do Will Be Put In The Stores And Delivered To You,
Or You Can Download The Shit Most Probably Will,
But The Packaging And Booklet It Comes Is Ill',
So If Your For The Best Way Of Compin' It Free,
My Is Hit A Record Store And Pluck The CD,
Get You The Booklet, And Get You The Disc,
And Leave All The Case With The And Shit,
And Then But Somthin' Cheap Like A Britney Sticker,
So Won't Get Suspicious When They See You At The Register,
One Way Or The I Can Promise You This,
Juggalo Or Not Our Record's The Shit,
And I Don't Give A Fuck What Stone Ends Up Givin',
That's Just Some Other Fuckin' Idiot's Opinion,
If He Knows Whats So He Should Make It Himself,
And Quit Fuckin' Judgin' Every Fuckin' Else,
Anyway All We To Say,
Is Our Bomb Ass LP Is Your Way,
A Lil' Somethin' For The Out There,
We Extendin' The Depth To Let You Know We Here,
And Our Doors,
Is Always To Yours,
And For Else We Stand Up And Applause,
For A Little Time To Listen To Me Spit,
On This Free CD, Hatchet, Shit,
And For All The Out There Who Been Know The Deal,
We Put This Here For You To Feel,
On!