Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six five a
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 you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
six five a year
See that you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to hear
Spittin' in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, everytime I up
Tired of these fake ducks, tired of bein' for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit out make-up, wake up
Gold diggin' bitches, the buck here
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl that shit alone
You Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip your out your ear
Spittin' like I care
My hair look I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of a dead man spit
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, gettin' so damn
Can't the lass ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric land mind
I be stackin' up rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck exposin the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' up in the same room
Hey you, I know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show a theft
in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm the same lame asshole with a different name
Became late to the last with a different dane
Brain ate from the last "O" I snifed off caine
You you're spaced the fuck out like George Lucas
When your is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
Freak genius, too extreme for the and squeamish
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause I drop the science, motherfuckers 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 M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards every word of obscene cursin
On the of my first single with the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're a teen virgin
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
I'll take it further back that
to Lovers' lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block father's game
I'll the fifth like my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword 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