Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

Onyxxx.......
They to poison the fetus
We check it out like this
All
The high
Yo
My mother fucking is fredro starr
You know what I'm
I'm up here my man sonee the money the muther fucking greasiest
And my mother fucking sticky the fucking fingaz
You know I'm saying?
Yo
Step to your fucking business nigga...word up

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my doubters
It a matter bastard
Rule my
Niggaz get
as I bring what I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what your for
you gonna do now, money
Cause the sonee
Seeds of mister droppin wisdom a blister
I get downright deprived on them
We rob z's
Gimme all these, niggaz
Puss!
Whats the matter? I
Bum you better rise
And and catapult
Like a bullet I shot
The figure
Word to
Rippin the
Will you back up from them further

up the press
Heres comes the
the best
Or die the rest
You have the right to remain

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking a viking
A knight in shining
Jumping for the
The rough
like nirvana
The end of your world is beginning
Theres no winning in my
The dead things cannot the living
So I trip into the
Of the ghetto bad
I'm lost in the desert, but the storm me on
talk to a stranger
Everybodys in danger
Me and my just shot ya anger!
dat...ya better off dead!

Considered than a god, but more than a man
I can down a mule like conan the barbarian
With my mental and my sixth sense
That can raise a dead into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to they probably make a pussy out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the witches know it's a black stone
Its a matter that shatter your bone
Score to get to
I'm
get done up precise
Cut up
And up real nice
We made up mean
And die the lakers
Faking jack was backwards
With the front in black got
Straight the desert-(queens)
niggaz is desperate
So I'm takin mines the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
em in take em out
The time when niggaz seem to always and lose a battle
Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to
No one tell is you punk niggaz yell
wah!
Thats the of your bitch ass hurtin
Black attackin back-i'm still hurtin
Sticky on come on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga can just beat your mother fucking ass
To your feelings
your shit is trash
Too many like me
Cause not worthy
my coalition
Its a demolition
Through all that spit you
And make the mic smell like
Yick! you need to

I'm of my time
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't in this world free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no I was abused as a child
My moms gave birth to a ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a fuckin gun
talking slang
Even joined a
The suicide
I jums to the bums
I was the to hand man pullin in clubs
Then I started
and stealin
If not for then I'm known as a villain
If you problems I'm ready and willing
And get up in your mouth like a fucking filling

dat we betta off dead
Please kill me before I put two in my own head...