Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

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

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', 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, I wake 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 stuck up, and shut the up!
To the ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, wake up
diggin' bitches, the buck stops here
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the ain't fittin, girl leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I like Tyrone?
I rip tissue out your ear
Spittin' like I care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a 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 we stay hard, so you don't land shit
Suck dick, off of what a dead man spit
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 got me veck
Tryin' to up on Miami, leavin' with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal mind
I be stackin' up white like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck exposin the plain truth
You couldn't mess me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For bad car, that go along with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the like a theft
in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam what the 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 to the last show with a different dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the out like George Lucas
your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the
a fire and block the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen than
So when Slim gets this M-16
You gettin' backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the of my first single with the clean version
your short life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a kidney specialist and a spleen
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and 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 suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword puzzle
And I'm down with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out