Luyện nghe bài hát 24 Shots

[Verse
My shit's bile*
mild, you've got no style
I won't be impressed til possessed by baliel
I make beats surgeons resume
To stitch up your
Inside the emergency
They must work urgently or permanently be in a tomb
You see in the soon
I'm taking this rap game from the start
Make your chest cut open with scalpel holding doctors working on your
Playing God
to pieces *of lard
Like ripping Jesus apart
You're chopped up and in cubes
My tracks pump like pumping through iv tubes*
The body gore who the fuck created it?
Veins and are insane it's some* creative shit
organs
Melodies of
Over the ramming sword of the world's all been dissed
You rap a cadaver
There's no in you
I should stick a in you
Right through your will do

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

[Verse
My pumping tracks hit you like gun shots crackers
And jumping jacks wrapped into one
This year, is just another in time

Another year time the joints in your spine
Until stressed
With no left
your essential breath and the potential death
It's maggots and blindfolds, winter and rifles
Caught up in the of psychos
It's when life goes
I'm done baffling a kid disses and I grab him then I'm gonna stab 'em
son ain't fronting on my album
on your bitches tits
They the shit
My pistol grip is like my fistal clique

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

DIE!