Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Murder

Hmm, let's see - cyphers, couple features knocked down
Nah, I ain't got no

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It's a murder, go and let the murder start
Lights out in the booth, you know I prefer the dark
Oh, you a soldier? you about to earn the purple heart
Hit you with a of slugs, call it a work of art
Beautiful murder - I'm killin' you rappers and you backpackers
It's a funeral, you know what I do to rappers
And you house niggas, comin' me tryin' to act black
Well, be who you are, a cracker
It's ironic that some of my niggas is white, we niggas for
we icons, bigger than life, nigga we pipe bombs
Blowin' up pick up the mic
Lettin' that hot fire kiss 'em goodnight, nigga I'm
Beautiful - I'm usin' the words to abuse 'em and serve 'em
It's a fusion, a musical
Bruise 'em and hurt 'em, confuse 'em, think I'm usin' a
The music is shootin' your sternum, that's confusin' 'em
Accuse me of murder, I'm guilty as charged because I play
Walk in your and hit your A&R with the AR
Fifteen split spleens, for pissin' on lyricism, that's for pissin' on big dreams
Why am I so angry it?
You don't know shit about rap, you niggas can't be
9 millimeter your brains then get it
Blow a portrait on the wall, look like did it
Beautiful - chop a rapper's wig in the booth
You up missin' your roof, but I ain't mention the coupe
I your head blown off, body missin' it's roof
I'm the illest nigga, this is the
Shit on your group like a with diarrhea
twitchin' when I appear, in fear that I'm itchin' to fire
If he say he didn't get his style me, he's a son of a bitch and a liar
Causehe know this the pioneer
Beautiful murder - this shit is so
The kinda shit that you listen to while you hittin' on chronic
Ya talkin' Detox, I'm still mad me not gettin' on the Chronic
I guess niggas they didn't know that I'm it, the on the coast for years
Even though y'all niggas your ears, I'm still here perseverin'
The industry made ghost to most my peers, while I fly over the in Leers
Toast and cheers, but celebrations, I sell abrasions, contusions
Transfusions needed, you're bloods oozin', you're losin' your vital
Homicidal rhymes got my rivals dyin' by the time I spit my final
be beautiful, beautiful
Like an Italian silk tie, but not from Barneys, they ain't
For the of Bosses, no squares in my office, not even a cubicle
I'm killin' shit as usual, hope I ain't losin' you

No chill, now on call me No Chill
2 times - COB, what up my COB
Slaughterhouse
COB, niggas act like they know
What y'all niggas don't
Aight, I'mma just keep hittin' you until you find out
fucking with me, No Chill my nigga