Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

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

Hold up the
comes the mess
Worship the
Or die like the
You have the right to violent

Anything you say can and will be use you to kill!
I'm a
like a viking
A in shining armor
for the sauna
The rough
Suicidal like
The end of your world is just
Theres no winning in my
The dead things cannot effect the
So I trip the wind
Of the bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
Never to a stranger
Everybodys in grave
Me and my just shot ya anger!
dat...ya better off dead!

Considered less than a god, but more a man
I can knock down a mule like the barbarian
With my mental and my sixth sense
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 they probably make a pussy out ya butt
(no doubt)
the clip witches know it's a black stone
Its a matter that your track bone
to get to life
I'm
Niggaz get up precise
Cut up
And fucked up nice
We up mean 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 mines from the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
dat ya betta 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 I'm selling one way tickets to hell
No one is what you punk niggaz yell
wah!
Thats the sound of bitch ass hurtin
Black attackin back-i'm still hurtin
Sticky come on on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother ass
To your feelings
Cause your is trash
Too people like me
Cause not worthy
my coalition
Its a derby
Through all that you talk
And make the mic like saliva
Yick! you to retire

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in this world free so me kick a pay style
I got no smile I was abused as a child
My gave birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a fuckin gun
Started talking
Even joined a
The suicide
I sold jums to the
I was the hand to hand man pullin in
Then I dealin
and stealin
If not for killing then I'm as a villain
If you want problems I'm and willing
And get up in your mouth like a fucking filling

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