Luyện nghe bài hát Manslaughter

Code name E D, on the one, two, three
Black male MC
Rap slave, a brother on the scene
With a gun and one magazine

Wanted, a half a million for the body
Two for the microphone
If you see him, five dash slayer
A hot to the governor and mayor

He's armed ammo, a weapon that's mine
All black in rap, strap nine
Silencer clipped, check the rip on the tip
The about ta flip

They him manslaughter

Code name MD, rappin' fanatic, rappin'
No short taken, Asiatic
Hit man, keeps my unbuckled
Book a look on my with no signs of a chuckle
Or laughter, 'cause my name Casper the Friendly Ghost

But I an MC if I have to
Quick fast Alakazoo, Alakazam
And I'll be damned, 'cause my rhymes slam Bam Bam
Rubble, partner code is E Double

It's those hazel green eyes that keep my man in
Girls the tip, brothers on his sac
I had to change my name to Wayne also known as Batman
And grab the bozack with hand
As I slay ya

They him manslaughter

Mad man fully strapped and I
flex, last chump who did, he got smoked
Undercover, not D T but E D
And wonder why you're spinning my on thirty three

I'm the original, never did crime, I'm no
No static, pack a five automatic
Black cat strapped in rap, holding my
Walking the streets, a vigilante Bronson

As the beat kick, his plate on the M1 done
Style's sharper than the blade in
First suckers disrupt the of a sucker MC
That can't one, two, three

I manage to damage, I the whole membrane insane
Like a base doing cocaine
I a farmer plus his daughter
'Cause I'm the E Double and is manslaughter

They us manslaughter
call it manslaughter

As I stare deep the mirror, I could only resort
To a hardcore gangsta, penile of thought
stomped out, you're beat down, you go big top shit
Run your trunk jewels or get pistol

'Cause I'm too swift to slip or miss a on my rap hit
on a sucker and you still can't get with
Me bro, with this flow and I don't know
Gun is my style, say this so that you know

There's no time to dance or romance with a
Play ya like a puppet to put lead in ya pants
Then off you go to the rap rat
Be stripped of your mic, punk on your head we stamped

That's what the doctor
Take two of these, dead,

They it manslaughter
call it manslaughter

To the farmer and his