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 to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
some up in the chamber

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
six five a year
See that you sayin', Shady 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 these fake ducks, tired of bein' for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't 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 Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip tissue out your ear
Spittin' like I don't
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man his heels up
dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
When we done we hard, so you don't land shit
Skam's dick, off of what a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I plan shit, you know how we go down
They need to slow down, and take a who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so drunk
Can't remember the ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal land
I be stackin' up rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild exposin the plain
You couldn't mess me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't know you but it, let me get a dollar
For bad car, that go along with the breath
Some the mad bomb, and steal the show like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the
(Yo Skam what the you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit
I'm still the same asshole with a different name
Became late to the show with a different dane
Brain ate from the last "O" I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
genius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm just a person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first with the clean version
Stoppin your life while you're still a teen virgin
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the hospital possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it before we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
I'll take it further back than
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your game
I'll plead the fifth my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick I take a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the bout
I'ma a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out