Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

As for years, they killed one another of
And has enjoyed its creation
But now these minded criminals
Have crossed the into your neighborhood
And soon give you a taste of the hell
That have lived for so long
So pops, this time your son gets shot
Deal with own creation

Well, been to the storm house and then some
Payed me dues, but I'm still a hoodlum
Dropped out of school, I couldn't find my locker
Stubbles on my chin, I got hair like

Might see me sleeping on the
Don't for a job, 'cuz there's no jobs looking for me
Then it all to my head
Next thing, nine motherfuckers dead

Tell the pigs, I did it, place spot at back
And beat you in the with it
And your bitch in place
Or send her ass home with a foot print on her face
I'm hating sluts, them in the face
Step and itch my nuts, 'less I'm in the sac
'Cuz I so hard, it'll break they back

All the pressure's packed one nut
I was waiting on a bus and my head up
And the sight'll make ya
Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic,

Thought you knew it
The ICP is up of psychotic
Demented psycho clumsy
And when we'll put a on your dumb leg
Like it nobody's business

So, I'm standing by the tracks
Then you see me running but naked with a axe
I'm swinging and slicing and chopping and and
Ah, until I'm

Seems like I always get beat
Like the hawk to the wicked clown
Tail out to the ghetto 'cuz
Southwest Detroit is commended one's

So you might see me at a
Cussin', and scratching my testicles
With a cold two in hand
Rapping to the bitch at the fry stand

Take it to the Park
Then I'll a sexist remark
'Cuz they're all eventually
me fucking take your ass to the kitchen

Police don't me, it's obvious
Just look in the trunk
Or the sight'll make you
J, motherfucker, psychopathic