Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Shots

[Verse
My shit's bile*
You're mild, you've got no
I be impressed til your* possessed by baliel
I beats like surgeons resume
To up your wounds
the emergency room
They must work urgently or you'll* permanently be in a
You see in the clergy
I'm taking this rap game serious from the
Make your cut open with scalpel holding doctors working on your heart
Playing God
Lacerating to *of lard
vultures ripping Jesus apart
You're chopped up and in cubes
My tracks pump blood pumping through iv tubes*
The human body gore who the created it?
Veins and brains are insane it's some* shit
organs
Melodies of
Over the sword of sicknesses the world's all been dissed
You rap a cadaver
There's no in you
I should a knife in you
through your windpipe will do

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

Two]
My pumping tracks hit you gun shots fire crackers
And jumping wrapped into one attack
This year, is just another in time

Another year time devourers the joints in your
Until you're
With no credentials
your essential breath and the potential death
It's maggots and blindfolds, winter jackets and
Caught up in the cycle of
when your life goes
I'm done baffling a kid disses and I grab him then I'm gonna stab 'em
son you're ain't fronting on my
Spitting on bitches tits
shift the shit
My pistol grip is sadistic like my fistal

3]
Not* since World War 2 has a rapper you
With the impact of rap
morbid truth*, in fact
Not* since the person is a poet grim verbatim* like me which is making the industry cringe*
I've had a effect
My angle has strangled the like a noose around the neck
My first radio coverage introduced you to bluging
And took you to the brain of a Brooklyn kid that was
Now I've got hundreds
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 wreck the

DIE!