Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful Murder

Hmm, let's see - couple cyphers, features knocked down
Nah, I got no chill

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It's a beautiful murder, go and let the murder
out in the booth, you know that I prefer the dark
Oh, you a soldier? you about to earn the purple heart
Hit you with a couple of slugs, it a work of art
Beautiful murder - I'm killin' you trap rappers and you
It's a funeral, you know what I do to whack
And you house niggas, comin' around me to act black
Well, be who you are, a black
It's ironic that some of my niggas is white, we niggas for
Nigga we icons, than life, nigga we pipe bombs
Blowin' up whoever up the mic
that hot fire kiss 'em goodnight, nigga I'm Dylan
Beautiful murder - I'm usin' the words to 'em and serve 'em
It's a fusion, a merger
'em and hurt 'em, confuse 'em, think I'm usin' a burner
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 label and hit your A&R the AR
Fifteen split spleens, that's for pissin' on lyricism, that's for on big dreams
Why am I so with it?
You don't shit about rap, you niggas can't be critics
9 millimeter paintbrush brains then get it
Blow a portrait on the wall, look Banksy did it
Beautiful - chop a rapper's wig in the booth
You pull up missin' your roof, but I ain't the coupe
I mean your head off, body missin' it's roof
I'm the illest nigga, this is the
on your group like a pitcher with diarrhea
They twitchin' when I appear, in fear that I'm itchin' to
If he say he get his style from me, he's a son of a bitch and a liar
know this nigga's the pioneer
Beautiful - this shit is so melodic
The kinda that you listen to while you hittin' on some chronic
Ya talkin' Detox, I'm still mad about me not on the Chronic
I guess niggas didn't know that I'm it, the best on the coast for years
Even though y'all niggas closed your ears, I'm here perseverin'
The industry made ghost to my peers, while I fly over the coast in Leers
Toast and cheers, but celebrations, I sell abrasions, contusions
Transfusions needed, you're bloods oozin', you're losin' your signs
Homicidal got my rivals dyin' by the time I spit my final line
be beautiful, beautiful
Like an silk tie, but not from Barneys, they ain't suitable
For the of Bosses, no squares in my office, not even a cubicle
I'm back killin' shit as usual, hope I ain't you

No chill, now on call me No Chill
SSUTT 2 times - COB, up my COB
nigga
COB, act like they don't know
What niggas don't know?
Aight, I'mma just keep hittin' you motherfuckers until you out
Ain't fucking with me, No Chill my