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 ain't tryin' to (Fuck that!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' some up in the

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' lyrics in 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
of these fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and endin' up sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, 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, leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I like Tyrone?
I rip your tissue out ear
Spittin' like I care
My look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed
When we done we stay hard, so you land shit
Suck dick, off of what a dead 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, so damn drunk
Can't remember the ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
me of my ex, in the street got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal land
I be stackin' up white rappers like im gas signs
And I'm, wild exposin the plain truth
You mess with me, fuckin' 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 along the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show like a
Cause in Miami, the baby like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them shit change
I'm the same lame asshole with a different name
Became late to the last show with a different
ate from the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're the fuck out like George Lucas
When your is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you to be extinguished
when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never worse than
So when gets this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single with the clean
your short life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a kidney and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital possible for emergancy
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 mothers frame
take it further back than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the you were thought of, and
Cock-block your game
I'll plead the fifth my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the bout
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out