Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six 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
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo what the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of these fake ducks, of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial expression stuck up, and shut the fuck up!
To the ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, wake up
diggin' bitches, the buck stops here
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave that alone
You Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip your tissue out ear
Spittin' like I don't
My hair look I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man with his up
dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of what a dead man
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you how we go down
They need to down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, so damn 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 lyric equal land
I be stackin' up white rappers like im throwin' gas
And I'm, buck wild exposin the truth
You couldn't mess with me, shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't know you but it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo Skam the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole with a different
Became late to the last show with a different
Brain ate from the "O" that 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 and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who English
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you screamin' to be
Cause I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and block the
I'm just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when gets this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every word of obscene
On the B-side of my first with the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're still a virgin
Unless you get a kidney specialist and a surgeon
In the hospital possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured sternum
take it back before we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and you out your mothers frame
I'll take it further back than
to Lovers' lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws 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