Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
six five a year
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam ain't tryin' to (Fuck that!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, the fuck you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady tryin' to hear
Spittin' lyrics in 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
of these fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial stay stuck up, and shut the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, up
Gold bitches, the buck stops here
The road to riches is closed for
So if the ain't fittin, girl leave that shit alone
You aint Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip your out your ear
like I don't care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a damn year
So I burn, zig-zag, I the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be at a speed bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't land
Suck Skam's dick, off of what a man spit
Yo that's it, I plan shit, you know how we go down
They to slow down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so drunk
Can't remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you
Remind me of my ex, in the got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, leavin' a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal mind
I be stackin' up white rappers like im gas signs
And I'm, buck exposin the plain truth
You couldn't with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't 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 like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the
(Yo Skam the fuck you doin?)

Some say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame with a different name
Became late to the show with a different dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out like Lucas
your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I a pencil and squeeze it between fingers
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 the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a and block the hydrants
I'm a mean person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first 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 possible for surgery
To try to stop the from your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your mothers
I'll take it further back than
Back to Lovers' lane, to the you were thought of, and
your father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws muzzled
So suck my dick while I a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, I'll us both out