Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Shots

[Verse
My shit's straight
You're mild, got no style
I won't be impressed til your* possessed by
I make like surgeons resume
To stitch up your
Inside the room
They must work or you'll* permanently be in a tomb
You see in the clergy
I'm taking this rap serious from the start
your chest cut open with scalpel holding doctors working on your heart
Playing God
to pieces *of lard
Like vultures ripping Jesus
You're chopped up and divided in
My tracks pump like blood through iv tubes*
The human body who the fuck created it?
Veins and brains are insane it's some* creative
organs
Melodies of
Over the ramming of sicknesses the world's all been dissed
You rap like a
no life in you
I should stick a in you
through your windpipe will do

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

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

Another year devourers the joints in your spine
Until stressed
With no credentials
your essential breath and the potential death
It's maggots and blindfolds, jackets and rifles
Caught up in the of psychos
It's when your life
I'm done with baffling a kid and I grab him then I'm gonna stab 'em
son you're fronting on my album
Spitting on your bitches
They the shit
My pistol grip is like my fistal clique

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

DIE!