Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Shots

[Verse
My straight bile*
You're mild, you've got no
I won't be impressed til possessed by baliel
I make beats like resume
To up your wounds
the emergency room
They must work urgently or you'll* be in a tomb
You see in the soon
I'm taking this rap serious from the start
Make your chest cut open with scalpel holding doctors working on heart
Playing God
Lacerating to pieces *of
Like vultures Jesus apart
chopped up and divided in cubes
My tracks pump like blood through iv tubes*
The human gore who the fuck created it?
Veins and brains are insane it's some* shit
Satanic
of morbidness
Over the ramming sword of sicknesses the world's all been
You rap a cadaver
There's no in you
I should stick a in you
Right through windpipe will do

2x]
24 shots in your
I know you're dead but I want to make sure dead
So I pump 4 more in your
With the Beretta you're dead but I want to sure you're deader

[Verse
My pumping tracks hit you gun shots fire crackers
And jumping jacks into one attack
year, is just another point in time

Another year time the joints in your spine
you're stressed
With no left
your essential breath and the potential death
It's maggots and blindfolds, jackets and rifles
up in the cycle of psychos
It's your life goes
I'm done with baffling a kid disses and I grab him then I'm stab 'em
son you're fronting on my album
Spitting on bitches tits
shift the shit
My pistol is sadistic like my fistal clique

3]
Not* World War 2 has a rapper slaughtered you
the impact of Necro's rap
It's morbid truth*, in
Not* since the person is a poet created grim verbatim* like me which is the industry cringe*
had a profound* effect
My angle has strangled the like a noose around the neck
My radio coverage introduced you to being bluging
And you to the brain of a Brooklyn kid that was thugging
Now I've got loving
Who would thought I be considered the greatest cat
Explaining the onslaught*
Now everyone's objective is directed towards finding a record or a
freestyle where I the respected

DIE!