Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

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

up the press
Heres the mess
Worship the
Or die the rest
You have the to remain violent

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
like a viking
A knight in shining
Jumping for the
The rhymer
Suicidal nirvana
The end of your is just beginning
Theres no winning in my
The dead things effect the living
So I trip into the
Of the bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
Never talk to a
in grave danger
Me and my people shot ya anger!
dat...ya better off dead!

Considered less a god, but more than a man
I can knock a mule like conan the barbarian
With my mental powers and my 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 jail they probably make a out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the clip witches know a black stone
Its a matter that shatter your bone
Score to get to
I'm
Niggaz get up precise
Cut up
And up real nice
We made up mean
And die like the
jack was mackin backwards
With the in black got tactics
Straight the desert-(queens)
Where is desperate
So I'm takin mines the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
dat ya betta off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

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

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

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in this world free so me i'ma a pay style
I don't got no I was abused as a child
My moms birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy a mother fuckin gun
Started slang
joined a gang
The scums
I jums to the bums
I was the hand to man pullin in clubs
Then I dealin
Robbin and
If not for killing then I'm as a villain
If you problems I'm ready and willing
And I'll get up in mouth like a fucking filling

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