Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Posse, baby what
New York to L.A.
from Chile to
from New to your momma
we gives absolutly no
Motha
born serial murderers
mass mothafuckin muderers
bitch, come and meet your
J--
Im scary like Jaskson up close
I like up dead bodies
at me Im gross
my name's Violent J but you can call me
gonorrhea the clap cause i this rap
you know if i could ever kill somebody
well thats like askin Manson if he's ever been in jail
I family, friends, myself
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in thats how we met
I up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I pulled out a chainsaw, he out and ax
I was come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd u get that
it's natural and to murder, you have it in you
it's like a dick all up in you, I wouldn't now
at us natural killas
the world playa hated rapper
and the most hated together like woooo!

mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This aint no blair
beware
Ill pick ur brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im captivity
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
last survivor with a mouth full of
I bring this pocus
you're flying
like the days of the motherfuckin loafers
I'm the redneck in the
2 come in handy
to Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with darkman spawn
in the dash it up with explosive bombs
I spit homicides like cities at 11PM
while zipping in the dungeon like the line at GM
ice mixed blood is the killers milkshake
with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in your
like steam stout
break both your arms, gun in your
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bust through the back of your head ya die swift
fuckin wit tha clan, watch you say
we kill niggas the KKK
you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun weed-head
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a show while you're chilling with ho
and your skull with a bottle of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun captain
brooklyn of the original gun clapping
get brung, niggas get done
sons fathers and mothers lose sons
I'm a

mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a that must come to us all
But how horrible to be buried
from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed death
clawing for blood!

mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya