Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

Onyxxx.......
They to poison the fetus
We gonna it out like this
All
The exalted
Yo
My mother fucking name is fredro
You know what I'm
I'm up here with my man sonee the the muther fucking greasiest
And my mother fucking sticky the fucking fingaz
You know what I'm
Yo
Step to mother fucking business nigga...word up

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my doubters
It a matter bastard
Rule my
Niggaz get
Soon as I bring I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what your for
Fuck you gonna do now,
Cause this the
Seeds of mister wisdom like a blister
I get downright on them niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, y'all
Puss!
Whats the I rush
Bum rush you rise
And and catapult
a bullet I shot shit
The hurter
to murder
Rippin the
Will make you back up from further

Hold up the
Heres the mess
Worship the
Or die the rest
You the right to remain violent

Anything you say can and will be use you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking like a
A in shining armor
Jumping for the
The rough
Suicidal nirvana
The end of world is just beginning
Theres no winning in my
The things cannot effect the living
So I into the wind
Of the ghetto bad
I'm lost in the desert, but the storm me on
Never to a stranger
in grave danger
Me and my just shot ya anger!
dat...ya better off dead!

Considered less a god, but more than a man
I can knock a mule like conan the barbarian
With my mental and my sixth sense
That can raise a crowd into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably a pussy out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the witches know it's a black stone
Its a matter shatter your track bone
to get to life
I'm
Niggaz get up precise
Cut up
And up real nice
We made up jamaica
And die the lakers
Faking was mackin backwards
With the front in got tactics
Straight the desert-(queens)
niggaz is desperate
So I'm takin mines the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
dat ya betta off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
Move em in em out
The when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a battle
Its too late to pray I'm one way tickets to hell
No one tell is what you punk niggaz
wah!
Thats the sound of your ass hurtin
Black start attackin back-i'm still
Sticky on come on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can beat your mother fucking ass
To your feelings
Cause shit is trash
Too many people me
Cause they're not
my coalition
Its a derby
Through all that you talk
And the mic smell like saliva
Yick! you need to

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in this world so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no smile I was as a child
My moms birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a mother gun
talking slang
Even a gang
The scums
I sold to the bums
I was the hand to man pullin in clubs
I started dealin
Robbin and
If not for then I'm known as a villain
If you want problems I'm ready and
And I'll get up in mouth like a fucking filling

Fuck dat we betta off
Please somebody me before I put two in my own head...