Luyện nghe bài hát Twisted

I gets more than a little bit
I more dips than a little bit
I'm not that regular when stepping I can't wait I can fly
Away from my yeah Santana can die
My psychosis hopeless notice
My metamorphosis is broke and jokeless
Picture me in a inserted in an over exerted
Felon antidote 'em running eternally across the Helland
Dwamn my sanity living up in les miserables

Fuck bitter this shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God I'mma the X away from generation
Place it at the end of S.E. for the duration upon the
Tell the devil to what skip a I'mma tell him
Behold pale horses like us shame on a
When he's feeling hella down for a ninety-nine
Ain't giving a fuck I'm putting Nair in your in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Krishna to my listeners in rhyme
You will find scriptures saying
It's something disrupting my

Tech Nine mind is fine
There's just not like you
The whole wide don't matter, no
They flow like you
I must you understand

My thoughts are
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
My are twisted
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)

A, I'm B, I'm twisted C, I'm sick and sadistic
A, B and C somethings I do I can't stand
Up in my bathroom I sex six women just me and me
Me and my faithful right man tie up a Muslim
And shoot him with liquid on Ramadan
With force make a Christian read their kids the necronomicon
On Christmas trip on this lyrical syphilis
I this so the yonks will catch the vapors like menthalyptus
I'll feed a patient pain pills

Give Wu haters permanent grills
Trick the artist formerly known and give him the slave deal
I'll lift a couple of Dr. Dre's reels tell 'em to Snoop and No Limit
so I can see how paid feels hazy shade of decade
Hookers grave shields where AIDS fills the carcass
Bet a milli on it Nine be the darkest heartless
I spark from the gut so the fuck
I'm trying to contain the insane, but

But I get up
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
I try to but I get mixed up
(So up)

Welcome to my asylum hectic they call me
Dyslexic Rogue infested more vicious than
Fraudulent tested the punks got the neck slit exit
I'm twisted I know Hollywood backwards says
Force feed me a Sumo for about weeks
Playing club till he's blue though
stuff him in the front seat of a Yugo

Body filled with and toaster strudel
Let up the and watch him race
To the intersection now through, though Yastuvo
I slide a gang of twisted individuals
Somebody better be for the criminal tendencies
will they get us in the penitentiaries
Killa millimeter Nine vinyl

I know mix flow Korean albino
Wino, breaded an elephant with a rhino called it the hell if I know
Throw Chucky Mason off in a pit of Jews
Banging hella opera the real of helter skelter
When they their foreheads watch it go
Am I twisted? Am I twisted? I better keep distance
Mama gonna call the psychiatrist for mental

Tech Nine your is fine
There's not anyone like you
The whole wide world matter, no
They can't like you
I must make you

My thoughts are
(So up)
My are twisted
(So up)
My thoughts are
(So up)
I try to but I get mixed up
(So up)