Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Uhh, hell man, hm, oh fuck, yeah
When I'm not at home, beating my to death
I'm to the Madd Rapper's album
This is Ken Kaniff, and I'm still mad as hell, you

I'm crazy this razor, with this razor I'm crazy
With crazor I'm razy, razor crazed, I'm crazy
(Okay I'm reloaded)
Go bring
(Tell them him ghostwrite for him)
Dre's beats
Ran in the ladies room naked in a
At the and started to spank it
(Ahh)

Came in the bank with a tank, a blank
At the clerk and handcuffed her to the safe and thanked her
But I didn't take
(Thanks)
Every bullet from the same gun
Just from angles
'Cuz I was strange places to aim from
(Man, I bet you 50 bucks you won't out the window, Shady)
(Ahh)
Pay me

Psych, no way up in the head
Shot my girl and my sister I caught them in bed
(Wait, wait, wait)
I'm a mothafucka, might shoot me a fed
Or I might start a fist fight instead
See as far as the go
I go loco, see me pumpin' gas at local Sunoco
Stuck off the hydro mixed cocoa
Jump turnstyles, then run po po

stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)

stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the and do drugs, we crazy
Fuck wild and bust slugs, we crazy
rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)

Yo, yo, I wish I'd been
My pockets got a
Everything I floss I can't afford it
I'm tryin' to a O', my pops tryin' to snort it
My daughter's babysitter is about to be
I'm mad 'cuz I still stand in for clubs

Mad 'cuz my rottweiler still shits on the
(God dammit, Spike)
Feeling kinda crazy now, I just flip out
Shady gave me shrooms and I might trip out, like
(Eh, oh Dude, that crazy man, ohh, this is incredible, ohh)
Fuck that, Slim, that for yourself
You a crazy white dude and you some help, word

I got a beautiful wife, and a gorgeous home
would make jump in the tub with a cordless phone?
I'm vicious, I hit you with plates and dishes
Leave you stitches, what I'm gay 'cuz I hate bitches?
Slut don't be nice to me, I've had it girls
And I'll be mad at the world, even if it apologized to me
(Sorry)
You're the last thoughts of a man
to blow his fuckin' brains out

Fall back with a blood blouse on top of his spouse
Spread out on a blood couch
In front of his kids that he killed in the same house
I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Jackson
In little drawers shoppin' at toy stores
Shady it, Shady meant it, I stay demented
I'll throw a stroller at you, with a in it
Go ahead, pull the plug, think I smack you
I dropped a fuckin' pill mom, don't vacuum

Life stinks, we don't give a fuck, son, we
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
Fuck ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
rapper is crazy, Slim Shady is
(Crazy)

Life stinks, we don't a fuck, son, we crazy
Tear up the clubs and do drugs, we
wild ho's and bust slugs, we crazy
Madd rapper is crazy, Slim is
(Crazy)