Luyện nghe bài hát The Madness

1:]
Hey yo you Yeah I'm ready right, the fast life
Getting almost every night
My mind is than the voice featured on Barry White
I'm not the type
I make acidic to get the candy tight
I'm flattered at all the and comparisons
To the great, to see me right on Madison
Bally sneakers to stay up out the vat of sins
I tout the tacky shit I'm like a wild
Outdoors my sport vest, leather on the shoulder
the rifle in place, knife in your face
I'm out the just like a lightning in space
The ice sculptures on the table going with the plates of grapes

This is madness, certified
Rapping a bandit, serving my advantage
Singlehandedly slam you to the
Marijuana leaves are wrapped just like a bandage

2:]
Fuck the love, I want the and the pussy
Brazilian bitches, names tatted on tushie
a man dressed as a woman, call him Tootsie
I'm the corner with a playing footsie
Phone in my at all times like I'm a pimp, fuck shrimp
We eat steak, wine and plate
[?] the name is ringing out in each state
Play it cool or the weapon, time to meet fate
My slide just like a hockey player
yakitori, getting hammered in the sake lair
Sucky sucky, ending shower
Wifey making dinner, I'll be about an hour
Crush the sour, dutches from the
My skills is undefeated yo you'll never win
I bring the in, Bronson over his benevolence
Polo fitted a leather grip

This is madness, madness
Rapping a bandit, serving my advantage
Singlehandedly you to the canvas
Marijuana leaves are getting just like a bandage

3:]
I wash my dick in the sink right when I up
Twisted from the night before raw a frightening whore
Hop in the and go for breakfast
eggs and prime steak that's straight from out of Texas
Damn I'm reckless, smoking all day just like the brisket
My beard is golden just like a biscuit
Everyday I'm thinking should I it, add another number to statistics
Or use the milk to eat my Crispix
I'll feed her coke for a suck
Put a fucking candle up in this bitch butt
Now it's on the computer, got the pussy moister Bermuda
Pop a hole right through her throat, that's no joke cause I'm a her
(Yeah damn, yo fuck yo? Three ain't enough anymore these days man? fuck)
This is rawer than a tuna on a plate for eighty dollars
Or the sex that I be having though I my baby mama
It's always drama, she got too time on her hands
Watching Tyra steady a plot on your man
My eyes are like an owl though
Animosity, trying to get the paper, dough
But if I die before the go
Just place the on my feet and smoke my body like a pharaoh ho
fixtures, [?] by the coliseum
Guns Russia, I turn em to a ballerina
Cop the work they bagging coke
Transporting interstate, Carolina to Tobacco
To the knee or to the ankle the jacket go
Master flow now so I got cash to blow
When I'm older leather on [?] shoulder
I'm top dogging if I'm lying may they slump me