Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

Real sick hearing these talk shit
get there throats slit 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of bullshit guys
They best go, 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

'Coz I've had it up to here, up to here
Might ave to do it reservoir style slice of their ear
I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff, listen

I don't just the talk, I walk it
That's why my always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo rapped
And the baby instead of gettin' it aborted

Yo, I talk morbid just to you feel awkward
Deaths a of life, yo, you just cant ignore it
Especially when I rip out your heart and on my sleeve it like
Somethin' you precious 'coz ya dead gran bought it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I no regret
I show no like a necromanic raping a corpse
Up the passage while contracting genital warts

My are twisted like that game
Where you put that hob nob in ya gob
If you the last one to come on the
I'm so so I fantasize about finding
My mums ex floating in a bath tub with his slit

And I'm real sick hearing these talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
best go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

I've had it up to here, up to here
ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they rough enuff

You best buy a TV if you me to stop
I'm so heavy influenced by the things that I watch
It ain't 'Pulp Fiction' and 'Reservoir Dogs'
It's irreversible, there's my 'City Of

It's the news on every when I turn on the box
It seems Pedophiles on top of the pops
glitter, Michael Mish-a-walk
On the net ken got his neck tek off

That's some nasty shit and you wonder why I'm sick
When I see this shit and I say exactly I think
That's some shit and you don't ban it
But you ban computer games, somethin' here really stinks

What about cigarettes and drinks?
Or the animal that died just so your wife could wear that
Your disgraceful like gettin' caught, in the sink
A white girl wont suck my just because its pink

And I'm sick hearing these pricks talk shit
They get there throats 'coz they talkin' to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these bullshit
best go, hide 'coz I'm lookin' for 'em on the sly

Had it up to here, right up to
Might ave to do it reservoir dogs style slice of ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

it, the last verse is just as bad as the first
Compared to the second, yo, it's worse
'Coz this is about a guy chauffeured in a hurst
Let me do what Nas did and tell shit in reverse

The brings the corpse back to the morgue
The guy the morgue undresses the corpse
Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood goes in
Body back to hospital where it comes alive again

The paramedics walk backwards like an Irish
Put the wounded man in the ambulance
The ambulances turns back on
And its lights as it plays his favorite song

The guy goes back to the spot where they found him
And the medics and and all the passers by go
Where they came till eventually
No one him and the blood pours up him
Rather down him

The man then falls upwards back on his
Stumbles towards a dark figure on the side of the street
He walks into the blade that cut his
he holds his neck which was bleeding already

He his hand so you can see the cut
And as the undoes the slice, it closes back up
He unsays the he said which were, 'What the fuck'
And unscreams the scream from the first cut

the blood from he severely severed ear
Crawls up his cheek and slowly disappears
As the knife silhouette unhacks it from the rear
Puts the knife away after the ear

Then walks thought the bushes
he's disregarded nature
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm reading his
Takes the snail he stepped on from its creator
Only to be killed when I fast forward this shit later

Back in his now back in his bed
He un-listens to a CD and his head
Take's the CD out the player and it back in its case
Which has my name on the cover along my face

forward, there's been a murder
And the police who's done it
Not lookin' for a motive they don't know why he done it
enough it don't take that long for them to find a reason
And they publicly it on TV that evening

A couple of months later, this gets banned
it was me who put that switch in his hand
And told him to that man

Like this song was just some kinda sickly devised plan
To hurt some poor I don't even know
And I've met before in my life

The words whoever said, "The pen is mightier the sword"
Was right and you better think
you step to me and pick a fight