Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six five a
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam ain't tryin' to (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
six five a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't to hear
lyrics in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo what the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm of bein' tired, everytime I wake up
of these fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and endin' up datin
So my facial expression stay up, and shut the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit out make-up, wake up
diggin' bitches, the buck stops here
The road to is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, I look like Tyrone?
I rip your tissue out ear
like I don't care
My hair look I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the man with his heels up
dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't land
Suck Skam's dick, off of what a dead man
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you know how we go
need to slow down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, so damn drunk
Can't remember the lass ass you kissed, or you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the street got me
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal land
I be stackin' up white rappers like im gas signs
And I'm, buck exposin the plain truth
You couldn't mess me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I know 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
Cause in Miami, the jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam what the you doin?)

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