Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Them All

Yeah. This is crazy, shout out to me.
All you fuckin', uh, D League, peasant,
tier 98-ass rappers and little journalists and shit,
y'all can suck my dick. I never met y'all man,
so fuckin' obsessed.
I'm on some kill everybody shit, y'all!

Yeah, I've been withholdin', I really like explodin'
People pokin', provokin', I'm suffocating, I'm
The feeling that no one gets it, I just try to it
I really need to it, I really should reinvest it and go off
Off, off on you
I wonder why these fuckin' grown men always like bitches
Y'all so obsessed with me, never even talked to you bitches

I'd run you over my Lambo, wouldn't stop for you bitches
I'm at my breaking point, I can wave and
And you'll start breaking so loudly, exclamation point
Rappers takin' bribes, be shavin' points
I see the game from angle, I be playin' point
I be playin' coach, I be owner
I be playin' fan, and I promoter
great exposure from all the hate, y'all are hustling backwards
This goes for anybody and any bum-ass rapper,

Now you me no choice
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Any can get it, I'm sending headshots, headshots
You can't to me if you can't sell out Red Rocks, Red Rocks
ten thousand,
watch mouth when you speak 'bout your superiors
Premeditated murder, I'm plottin' my Nigerians (Yes, oh!)
Peekin' through you, chiefin' and fufu
We see what this dreamin' grew to, in Honolulu
Doin' streams I'm Hulu, label talks via Bluetooth
tryna do voodoo, this zoo is making me coo-coo

And the media and the politics in this industry
The snakes and the lies and the gossip in this
And these WWE-ass rappers
High school mentality, rappers
Fake family ties, say brother too much
Y'all get played by the same women, y'all say you love her too
And y'all be runnin' from the truth, take cover too much
I'm tired of this shit, man, enough is enough

Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you me no choice
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Rappers dissin' for attention that the ain't gettin'
I understand, it's frustratin' watching my ascencion
Watching arenas sell out, watching my multiply
When you don't headline a tour, and when you they don't buy
But you got followers though, but what they for
But 'cause most of them are
fake, let me let your know
That y'all be payin' social media twenty thou' every month
to comment, like, and follow your account

It's all a front, y'all are Instagram entertainers
Got millions of followers, but can't even sell out basement
Y'all droppin' antics and skits you can't drop a hit
Flashin' jewelry, lean, poppin' Xanax for clicks
In fact, you're weighted with designers, costume carolers
Bunch of and clowns, bunch of Boondocks characters
Damn, y'all not scarin' us with Internet loose lips
I be at the festival and y'all don't do shit

Now you me no choice
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Now you leave me no
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Man, I don't even that it's this easy to write whole songs and
about this type of shit.
Sometimes you just gotta get it off chest though.
I hope the fans understand sometimes I really be tryna
leave this shit, man. I miss my old shit sometimes. it