Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

Warning, this gon' be rated R, restricted
You see this bullet hole in my neck? self inflicted
slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid"
Arrested, molested and got convicted

visors, sunglasses and disguises
'Cause my split personality is having an crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll,
voices in my head while these whispers echo
"Murder Redrum"

size of a bread crumb
Which drug will I end up dead
Inebriated, till my is elevated
How in the fuck can and Shady be related?

Illiterate, shit spitter
Bitch getter, hid in the bush Margot Kidder
Jumped out the bitch and did her
Use to let the babysitter suck my when I was little'er

Smoke a blunt while I'm fuckin' Bette Midler
Sniper, waiting on your like the Fiddler
thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler
Didn't Ya? Bring bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps

I lace tunes, I'm out this world like Space
With a bunch crazed dismissin' brains like braze wounds
Nothing but idiots and misfits, dip
Doing whip pits, out like Sanford snip pits

Where's the weed, I wanna with it
I'ma let your hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her can't it
it, maybe I'm a bum

But I was put on this earth to make your baby cum
So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any beverage
all of my leverage
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and rich

bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckridge
Band just my neck itch, what the fuck? Gimme the tech bitch
You just lost your tip, there's a pubic in my breakfast
Got shit popping off bottle cap tips
Get cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips

Slap hips, domestic violence
Beat your bitches ass while your kids in silence
I'm just joking, is Dirty really dust smoking?
If all your shit's missing, probably one of us broke in

I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from
I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that sounds me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from

My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense
Lit it like Green Bay did they shitted on New England
I'm out the game, put the second in
This Brandy got my

Bobbing back and forth like a
Delinquent, toking microphones Broken English
Make your be like "Oh, this is good, who sing this?"
Slim Shady, his is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he to quit talking all that drug shit

It was by a medic
I'd grow to be an addicted
Living off Triametic
Pathetic, but I think this headache's ever vanishing

Panicking, I think I have just took too much Anacin
Manaquin, posted stiffer than a statue
I think I'm dying, God is you?
help me, before I OD on an LP

Take me to ER for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest gon' come is Tupac
politics, it's all a fix

Setup by these white blue hicks
Just to a dollar off of black music
With a ball of tricks
But those can kiss ass and swallow

I'm low down and I'm
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
And ask him where the did he get his damn raps from
I'm low and I'm shiftee
And if you hear a man sounds like me smack him
And ask him the fuck did he get his damn raps from