Luyện nghe bài hát Sick 2 Def

C-c-check, yo

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

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

I just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin' the instead of gettin' it aborted

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

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

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

And I'm real sick these pricks talk shit
They get there throats slit 'coz they 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

I've had it up to here, right up to
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 ain't rough enuff

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

It's the news on every channel when I on the box
It seems Pedophiles on top of the pops
Garry glitter, Michael
On the net ken got his neck tek off

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

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

And I'm real sick hearing these pricks talk
They get there throats slit 'coz they to me like I'm thick
And I'm real tired of these guys
They best go, hide 'coz I'm 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 of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious ain't rough enuff

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

The hirst brings the back to the morgue
The guy from the morgue undresses the
Embalming fluid goes back out, the blood back 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 engine turns on
And its lights as it plays his favorite song

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

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

He removes his so you can see the cut
And as the knife undoes the slice, it back up
He unsays the words he said which were, the fuck'
And unscreams the from the first initial cut

Then the blood from he severely ear
Crawls back up his cheek and disappears
As the knife silhouette unhacks it from the rear
Puts the knife after reattaching the ear

walks backwards thought the bushes
Where he's disregarded
Who's the guy on the bench, I'm his paper
Takes the he stepped on back from its creator
Only to be killed again when I forward this shit later

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

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

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

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

The words said, "The pen is mightier than the sword"
Was and you better think twice
Before you step to me and a fight