Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that mass confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

I come to every with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Farm
under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid that'll steal from his own moms

Connivin' Kon, with a bomb
Strapped to my screamin', "Let's get it on"
A lush love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
over a bank, cops see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my limit of
I think I'll up my by slittin' your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the minute I step onto street
This is music

You know why my hands are so No
'Cause my grandmother sucked my and I didn't come, oh
Smacked whore for talkin' crap, bitch
So what if she's handicapped, the said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre you, hell yeah
done got me on this song
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy while I'm on the John

Tired of wearin' this yellow
Take it back Sisqo, you where it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You know that's the new shit
The type of that causes mass confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' on?
I'm King Kong, guns you to kingdom come
Show you machine gun
m-16's and one pump, click-clack

The in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out fuckin' club in your drawers
We lovin' the broads, there's to applaud
But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's music

I'm a nigga loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for knuckles
I'm that, catch a nigga like bear traps
his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"

I your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', came back and up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, it's music

beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
See all these niggaz? When I in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney 'n 'em
Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em with

a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a of his family and kick it at him
Blast while you right hookin', when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, this is losin' your life music

If I could the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
Watch me 'cause you you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers wanna judge me you're not me
You'll stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me

I came to save these new generations of
From parents who failed to 'em 'cause they're lazy
To grow to praise me, I'm 'em go crazy
how I got this whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma wrong
I cripple any hypocritic I'm sic'd on
And song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to to and it's called

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
Whenever you some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that causes confusion
And drastic movement of people stupid, it's fight music