Luyện nghe bài hát Voodoo Child (Freestyle)

Well, I'm a child
Lord I'm a voodoo

Tell me ouija board, who's in my window again?
Couldn't be Peter Pan cause he's got a evil grin
The board's spelled out E V I L twin C A T F I S H
Billy you again
Fucking right I'm coming out to play, Michael you should bow and
Look up to the sun and yourself cause I'm about the only one to relate
To the Michael that you want to
But it ain't really gonna pay off because that outlaw inside you's gonna get ya either way
Now be the for the order
Obviously your the sort of kind of warrior the border probably want to let through the door
all the commonal' is that you're poorer to the poor and overworked
Bodies out the story they can all be proud of
But the sound of showers over louder speakers in the boring hip-hop court lobby. (Uh)
I'm a freak, Rick James bitch, you can do for me
I take a 9 smoke ya man and drop him off with a lighter down on street
I'm everything you could be, make you MC his elegy while I pull my zipper down behind a tree
Man somebody here, "Yela', you can pee?" Yep!
I don't bout a grave owner
Hater I don't care if I don't pay when I places, if it's a million people waiting to enter
Fuck a VIP I want to see a and listen to no roast
Just a wave of a bunch of from the days and I blaze this place, me in the
I'm sicker than a hick up in the heat with syphilis and
They sucking on a pipe like (kid of lice?) survivors that can be identified
It's better that you grab a sweater
yet a leather jacket from a closet rack
And maybe get a pack of antibiotics for the psychotic hi-fi that I share
Cause a catfish breathing air
There's not two, there's not a
That's not a they, that's year
another ball park all together
Frank got a fake gold No Limit's
And a golden 45 pointed at the
Motherfuckers wanna a pickup game?
hit the strands
I'm so on my own shit I won't quit
I'm so on my own out here I can't quit
If you quarrel leaving, paint it, and the gains in the ground of the shameless Hollywood
Fuck bodies this in your church
You can sang with me free
I got piles, flows I got miles
Show I got crowds, I'm not proud
Open your mouth, leaking out, love you a beer
Towels on the floor, on the floor
Grounds on the floor, now you record? as a boar
Why would a boy in the mirror?
I say today is the day that I up and walk outside
And the entire globe bright purple just by popping this little pill here, ya dig?
I'm the reincarnate of a Vietnam vet. chasing a group the jungle
With a like a tumble-weed, blood shot eyes, and I'm chewing on a twig
My great great daddy fed me pepper and told me it was chocolate
He must of known I need some spice in life, I was too big for piece of shit town
You try putting a dream inside a box, that box implode
Dilapidate, evaporate, with sound
For the folks in the back of the broken Volkswagen, parking the bug in the lot and rolling baggies
Walking around the festival, then off the these people yearning, burning
For that LSD, for the head in me
I give you props if you grow crops
Keep tie-die and flip flops
if you don't stop. (Don't stop)

And at the time I'm right here in your picture frame
Yeah! did I say now
Cause I'm a voodoo
knows, I'm a voodoo child