Luyện nghe bài hát Low, Down, Dirty

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

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

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

Illiterate, illegitimate shit
Bitch getter, hid in the bush like 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 titty fuckin' Bette
Sniper, on your roof like the Fiddler
Y'all thought I was gonna with Riddler
Didn't Ya? your 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 from
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 raps from

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

Where's the weed, I tamper with it
I'ma let 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 what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic
Losing all of my
Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left

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

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

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

My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense
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 and forth like a penguin
Delinquent, microphones with Broken English
your mama be like "Oh, this is good, who sing this?"
Slim Shady, his is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all drug shit

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

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

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

Setup by these white collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black
a subliminal ball of tricks
But can kiss ass and swallow dicks

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