Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six a year
See the bullshit you sayin', 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 you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to hear
Spittin' in your ear
Keepin' some up in the

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them ain't change
I'm the same lame 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 fuck out like George
your puke is turnin' 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
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you screamin' to be
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the
Start a and block the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when Slim this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single the clean version
Stoppin your short while you're still 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 from your ruptured sternum
I'll take it before we knew each other's name
Run in a and snatch you out your mothers frame
I'll take it back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws were
So my dick while I take a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And I'm down with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out