Luyện nghe bài hát Underground

A people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the few years
Shit, I don't
But I do know I'm now, haha

Here the rain and thunder now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, wonder how
for me, I'm underground

Here the rain and thunder now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, wonder how
Lookin' for me, I'm

Dre, I'm here under the ground
Dig me up, tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
60 sluts, all of dyin' from asphyxia
After they sip piss through Christopher sippy cup

Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of oxy
Enough oxy cotton to send a fuckin' ox to
Whack job in a bag and a stalkin' cap
Jackin' off to a hockey mask at a boxin'

He say that, yes he can
I just did, faggot, now again
You text message to your next of kin
Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy especially when I again
a fuckin' lesbian in wetzy men

So faggidy, faggidy, faggidy, raggidy Ann and
No, raggidy, Andy and Andy, no, it can't be, it be
Yes, it can be, the fuckin' Antichrist is
Danny and Satan in black satin

is Amityville, calamity
Goddamn it, insanity pills, fanny pack with zanies
Through every nook and cranny, lookin' for
Milk and cookies on my silk negligee, lookie

Razor blades with me to you bleed
Cases of make up layin' on the table with weed
Slim Shady, sounds like a fable to me
Until he jumps out of the fuckin' toilet when takin' a pee

Here comes the and thunder now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, wonder how
for me, I'm underground

Here comes the rain and now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll how
Lookin' for me, I'm

Six samples, 17 strands of hair
Found at the back of a van after the shoot Vanity Fair
Hannah Montana, prepare to elope a can opener
And be cut like cantaloupe and canopy beds

And glad bags, yeah, to be back
last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab
Fuckin' doctor, I ain't understand a damn he said
I planned to relapse the second I walked out of bitch

Two weeks in Brighton, I enlightened
into a fuckin' Vicadin like I'm a Viking
Oh, lighten the strikin', might be a fuckin' I need a psychic
Evaluation, fuck Jason, Friday the 19th

That means is a regular day
And is the kind of shit I think of regularly
Fuckin' lesbian have had her legs in the way
Now pregnant and gay, missin' both legs and beggin' to stay

Here comes the rain and now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll how
for me, I'm underground

Here comes the and thunder now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll how
for me, I'm underground

So tell the critics I'm back and I'm comin' to it back in abundance
Hit a fag with onions and a bag of Funyuns
Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shootin'
up a cannon and have him catapult addin' a dog

Captain of the cult with an elite
To turn back to a trick or treat holiday
Have Micheal Myers lookin' like a liar, his powers
Replace his knife with flowers and a of fliers

Hit Jason Voorhees a 40
Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a
Gave Lecter a fuckin' nectarine
And sat him in a fuckin' fruit and section
And him a lecture

Walked up Elm Street with a wiffle bat, Drew
Fought Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too
And came out with a scratch, ooh
Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow with a triple fat goose

Insanity, can it be vanity? is the humanity?
And havin' a twisted fantasy an arm and leg amputee
Straight jacket with a eight brackets
And a strap that wraps twice around my back, they latch it

Cut your head off and ask you where you headed off to
Get it, headed off to? Medic, this headache's
This pathetic, so's this diabetic waffle
And this prosthetic arm keeps crushin' my taco

Here the rain and thunder now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, wonder how
for me, I'm underground

Here comes the rain and now
to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll how
Lookin' for me, I'm

So, it a choice, it was I had to do this
And now I got 90 days clean and that's all I have to share,
Thanks for sharin', Brian, is anyone else
Who like to share this evenin'?

Yeah, I got to share
When you through the door you were queer to me
So come here, baby boy, come here to me
You're a cock boy, wants you
gayer than you would ever claim to

I won't to rape you
So homie, lay down, down,
Lay down, down, down, lay down, down,
Lay down, lay

Where's goin'?
This always went real big in Gay A
Okay wait, I got one
I just love condoms and of cum
No? Oh