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 name is fredro starr
You know what I'm
I'm up here with my man the money the muther fucking greasiest
And my mother nigga sticky the fucking fingaz
You know what I'm
Yo
to your mother fucking business nigga...word up

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

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

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
like a viking
A knight in armor
Jumping for the
The rough
Suicidal like
The end of world is just beginning
Theres no in my inning
The dead cannot effect the living
So I trip into the
Of the bad weather
I'm in the desert, but the storm blows me on
Never talk to a
in grave danger
Me and my people shot ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered less than a god, but than a man
I can knock down a mule conan the barbarian
With my mental powers and my sixth
can raise a dead crowd into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya
(no doubt)
Heres the clip witches know it's a stone
Its a matter that shatter your bone
to get to life
I'm
Niggaz get done up
Cut up
And fucked up real
We up mean jamaica
And die the lakers
jack was mackin backwards
With the in black got tactics
from the desert-(queens)
Where is desperate
So I'm takin mines from the entrance to the
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

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

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can beat your mother fucking ass
To hurt your
Cause your shit is
Too many like me
Cause they're not
my coalition
Its a demolition
Through all spit you talk
And make the mic smell like
Yick! you to retire

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't in this world free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no I was abused as a child
My moms birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her with a mother fuckin gun
talking slang
Even a gang
The suicide
I jums to the bums
I was the hand to man pullin in clubs
Then I started
and stealin
If not for killing then I'm as a villain
If you problems I'm ready and willing
And I'll get up in mouth like a fucking filling

dat we betta off dead
Please kill me before I put two in my own head...