Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit
Whenever you hear some shit and you refuse it
just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse they asked to do shit

The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of that causes mass confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

I to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's
Hidin' under tables as soon as I alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal his own moms

Connivin' Kon, Artis a bomb
Strapped to my screamin', "Let's get it on"
A lush that love to drink, drunk a tank
over a bank, cops see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my limit of
I think I'll up my high by slittin' throat
Push baby carriage into the street 'til it's mince meat
Your mens been the minute I step onto your street
This is fight

You why my hands are so numb? No
'Cause my sucked my dick and I didn't come, oh
this whore for talkin' crap, bitch
So what if handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' hate you, take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre videotapes you, yeah
Satan done got me on this
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the

Tired of wearin' yellow thong
Take it back Sisqo, you know it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your songs

This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit
Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash rooms with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that causes confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns blow you to come
Show you gun funk
Sixteen and one pump, click-clack

The snub in my paw, it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out fuckin' club in your drawers
We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to
But fuck it all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music

I'm a nigga loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen
I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear
his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"

I slap your freak, bump you and won't
If you step on my feet, you get drowned in own drink
I suffocated my just for talkin', came back and fucked up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, it's fight

These beads I'm is stingin' 'em
See all these niggaz? When I in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney 'n 'em
Malice green to them and 'em with premium

Light a cigarette, it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family and it at him
Blast you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life

If I capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
Watch me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in hot seat
You wanna judge me 'cause you're not me
never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me

I came to save these new of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're
To to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
how I got this whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit
I cripple any hypocritic I'm sic'd on
And this is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick to retaliate to and it's called

kind of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it
It's just some for these kids to trash they rooms with
refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that causes mass
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, fight music