Luyện nghe bài hát E.B.A.H.

Intro: N9ne
I'm hella up, yes, I know
A lot of and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live when I'm both all I can say

Hook: N9ne
my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, angel
Evil brain, heart!

1: Tech N9ne]
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm it
me anything but my motherfucking government
I can a bit, no, a big my love'll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on other shit!
Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another
Gutter trick, suck a dick! the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, to go there
when it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the air
And no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy of wretched death rhymes
Take me and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of I'm

Hook: Tech

Verse 2: Tech
Liberate me,
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my is love
I was from above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, become a frightful damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Myers' my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making in minutes
Money motivated mishap asmodeus mended
like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing like a
My obese heart swelling when it hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm
Bloody murder, muddy of wretched death rhymes
me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me Tech
But since I my new sinister out of respect I'm

Hook: Tech

Verse 3: N9ne
My heart, smell like, vanilla
If slicing my chest open, a beam of nice things
Of Christ bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, right around the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human puke is this
To whom ever wondered my level, is hell
Inside my crown I a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 like Ishmael
Yeah.. Nigga, it misspelled
E.B.A.H, go creepy A. Yates
Using women as a bait, and face, fishscale!
Just nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber
Evil brain, heart, yes, I utter much
And I never up, why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)