Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

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

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

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

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

I lace tunes, I'm out this like Space Moons
With a bunch loons dismissin' brains like braze wounds
Nothing but and misfits, dip shits
Doing whip pits, passed out Sanford snip pits

Where's the weed, I wanna tamper it
let your grandpa hit it
Mix it up with cocaine so her forget it
Fuck it, I'm a bum

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

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

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

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

My head's ringing, it was Spider Sense tingling
Lit it Green Bay did when 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 with Broken English
Make your mama be like "Oh, is good, who sing this?"
Slim Shady, his is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that shit

It was by a medic
I'd to be an addicted diabetic
off liquid Triametic
Pathetic, but I don't this headache's ever vanishing

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

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

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

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