Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
six five a year
See the you sayin', Skam ain't tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, what the fuck you

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't to hear
Spittin' lyrics in ear
some up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
of all be blendin', and endin' up datin sluts
So my facial expression stuck up, and shut the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't with out make-up, wake up
diggin' bitches, the buck stops here
The road to is closed for repair
So if the ain't fittin, girl leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I look like
I rip your out your ear
Spittin' I don't care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed
When we done we stay hard, so you land shit
Suck dick, off of what a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I don't shit, you know how we go down
They need to down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so damn
Can't the lass ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, leavin' a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal mind
I be stackin' up white rappers im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild exposin the plain
You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same
Hey you, I don't you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For bad car, that go along with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show a theft
in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole with a name
Became late to the last show with a dane
Brain ate from the "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're the fuck out like George Lucas
your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who English
Freak genius, too extreme for the weak and
Burn you alive till you to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to the violence
Start a and block the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when gets this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my single with the clean version
Stoppin your life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a kidney and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to the blood from your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it before we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
take it further back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the fifth like my were muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, knock us both out