Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six five a
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, what the fuck you

Man, I'm anger!

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

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm of bein' tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
of all be blendin', and endin' up datin sluts
So my expression 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 here
The road to riches is for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl that shit alone
You Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip tissue out your ear
like I don't care
My hair look like I ain't come it, a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the man with his heels 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 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 every industry party, gettin' so drunk
remember 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 equal land mind
I be stackin' up white rappers like im throwin' gas
And I'm, buck wild the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same
Hey you, I know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go along with the
Some the mad bomb, and steal the show like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole a different name
Became late to the last show with a different
Brain ate from the last "O" that I snifed off
You know you're spaced the out like George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
Freak genius, too extreme for the weak and
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to the violence
Start a fire and block the
I'm just a person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're still a virgin
Unless you get a kidney specialist and a spleen
In the best hospital possible for emergancy
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured iternally
I'll take it back before we knew other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out mothers frame
I'll it further back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my were muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do this crossword
And when I'm with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out