Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

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

Yo Skam, what the fuck you

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
six five a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady tryin' to hear
Spittin' lyrics in ear
Keepin' some up in the

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them shit change
I'm still the same asshole with a different name
Became late to the last show a different dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the out like George Lucas
When your puke is to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
genius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you screamin' to be
Cause when I drop the science, tell me to stop the violence
a fire and block the hydrants
I'm just a person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You gettin' spun like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single with the version
Stoppin your life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a kidney specialist and a surgeon
In the best possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured iternally
I'll take it back before we knew each other's
Run in a and snatch you out your mothers frame
I'll take it back than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you were of, and
Cock-block your game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws were
So suck my while I take a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us out