Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

2 Dope--
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, what
New York to L.A.
from Chile to
from New to your momma
we gives absolutly no
fucka
natural born serial
mass mothafuckin muderers
bitch, come and your maker
J--
Im scary like Michael up close
I diggin up dead bodies
at me Im gross
my name's J but you can call me syphillis
gonorrhea the clap cause i infected rap
you know if i could ever kill somebody
well thats like askin Charlie if he's ever been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could survive
I to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met
I went up to kill him and he was the same shit
I pulled out a chainsaw, he out and ax
I was like come-on, is that a Stanley, where'd u get that
it's natural and to murder, you have it in you
it's like a dick all up in you, although I now
look at us natural
the world most hated rapper
and the most group together like woooo!

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This aint no witch
beware
Ill pick ur brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im outta
rap cujo ya my flow is ferocious
last survivor a mouth full of cockroaches
I bring hocus pocus
flying away
like the last days of the loafers
I'm the in the moshpit
2 axes come in
to Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with darkman like
in the blazin it up with explosive bombs
I homicides like major cities at 11PM
while zipping bodies in the like the line at GM
ice with blood is the killers milkshake
here with the clowns from the underground a lyrical deathbreak

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in your
like puffin stout
break your arms, gun in your mouth
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bullets bust the back of your head ya die swift
wit tha clan, watch what you say
we kill niggas the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun weed-head
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a while you're chilling with your ho
and crack your skull a bottle of Mo
I'm a killer
gun captain
brooklyn home of the gun clapping
gats get brung, get done
sons lose fathers and lose sons
I'm a

mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a fate must come to us all
But how to be buried alive
from the darkness they shuffle eyes with death
clawing for blood!

mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya