Luyện nghe bài hát Blockbuster Night Pt. 2

Bunches and bunches, punches is until you're frontless
and oodles, bang bullets at suckas' noodles
Last album voodoo, proved we was fuckin' brutal
I'm talking crazy, half past the is cuckoo
You rappers doodoo, baby shit, just boo boo
I'm Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money
My beats is bangin', what you rappin', who produced you?
I the snot, take what ya got and Run The Jewels you

You itsy bitsy fright and frickin' sickly
A little prickly, dick on for Winter swimming
Look at these kitties, Mike, I'mma 'em for living
I deal in dirty work, do the and then dash, ditch 'em
I'd lend a but they stuck in a fist and gun position
We run our brand where destruction's the number one
It's all a between mom contractions and coffin fittings
So we in the smoke like we're fuckin' magicians

No hocus pocus, you simple suckers served a notice
Top of the morning, my fist to your face is Folgers
We might be giants, standing on little shoulders
You is pussy proverbial pansy panty holders
I Jake the 'em, DDT 'em in mausoleums
Macabre killing cunts in my colosseum
They all actors, top in back of a BM
I'd fall back if the calls are ending in semen

I'm the foulest, no for any evaluations
I'm a phallus for Johnson and spraying faces
Any cow that is will get deface'd
Like any tyrant murderer replaced, face it
The fellows at the top are rapists
But you "Mellow out man, just relax, it's really not that complicated"
Well pardon me, I I'm just as sane as you explain'ed
Or maybe sanctifying the sadistic is

This Run The Jewels is, murder, mayhem, melodic
Psychotics use it then lose it, junkies simply it
That's word to Phillip Seymour Hoffman, I'm coffin
I probably smell like a pound when they put me in a
The gates of hell are pugnaciously pacin',
I give a fuck if I'm late, Satan be patient
But I here for durations, I'm just taking vacations
And tell 'em fuck 'em, I loved 'em and salutations