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!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' up in the chamber

Yo Skam, what the fuck you

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', ain't tryin' to hear
lyrics in your ear
Keepin' some up in the

Aiyyo Shady what the fuck you

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of these ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, up
Gold diggin' bitches, the buck stops
The road to riches is for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave that alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I like Tyrone?
I rip tissue out your ear
Spittin' I don't care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man with his up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed
When we done we stay hard, so you don't shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you how we go down
They need to slow down, and take a who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so drunk
remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the got me veck
Tryin' to up on Miami, leavin' with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal equal land mind
I be stackin' up rappers like im throwin' 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 like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo Skam what the you doin?)

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