Luyện nghe bài hát Born Without a Konscience

[Mr.
Whats up mothafuckas, Mr. back up in this bitch
For that triple 6 1 triple 9 the beyond way
Now this is dedikated to the mentlely sick
But this track defines my of mind

I was born out a konscience I love violence
I bring the silence my strap does the firen
I hear sirens and see the flashin
A major the neighborhood attraction

[Mr.
I was born no heart that a look at all my kharts
Every 51 50 status of the
Filthy like my I'm the sniper
Light the torch so I kan blow bitches up as I egnite the
Flame Mary got's me visualizin scarynes
Me and my lady blowing up my with gasoline
Skream for your kry for your father
Watch man slaughter while I burn your brother
One another kause I don't give a mad fuck
Mutalate his mut and make him eat his doggy
Guts being spilled as I unfold and
Then those who tryest and up stiff under a
Now feel needle pokes penetrating inyour
Your eyes are getting watery I to torture wanna be's
All of these fake mothafuckas in front of me
be lynched and krusified in front of their families

2x

[Mr.
As I'm head bashing all these petty minded fools
I got 3 tools now one should I use
I a switch blade for the bitch made
A gernade for the krusade and a 38 snub I envade
I'm making kritical not even miracles
Kould the lyrical from getting physical
I'm known to be a
You better run for life or be the next one
To feel the burnin tefflon your fools be having their on
Your get your rest with the of all these skeletons
open doors if you don't know what room you're enterin
Renderin limbs fuck konfessin all your sins
If you did it admit it fuck the systems it's biz
Is it anger the streets that make me put one in the chamber
say that I'm insane so now you know your life's in danger
Every night I'm on the prowl, huntin for Owl
When I spot him I'ma slap my fuckin name out of his

2x

[Mr.
As I read the bible backwards kasting on these bastards
Wait, who be the master of disaster I blast em
it from that westside 619
Where take acid and splash it in your eye
kry, tie the rope around your neck and shut the fuck up
Alot of say you shit your pants when Shadow walked up
You heard it through the grape vine, my of mind
Was at it's peak I shot the fuck the klutch and Iron Sheik
As I speak you're gettin weak, I'm like a tweaker on a down
While you klaim my hood you get no in Woptown
Now bow it's a show down
As a koward you're beat down
On the mic or on the streets I'm stopin mouth with metal kleets
Bloody sheets your korpse as the mortican goes to work now
Some how that Owl has to feel fuckin pain now
Show em how done as I inhalen propane
Watch me and my women skrew the insane

2x

[Mr (Speakin)
51 50 dangerous maniac
Is the doctors and judges labled me
Now sit back get
And out the way of the krazy
And that's krazy a K partner
First get shit straight
And then in the mirror
And ask yourself if you born without a konscience
And if you weren't then bring the drama to enemies
Trun all into memeroies
marijuiana and laugh as you witness
Them take last breath
Then death arrives when services are needed
Ha Ha Ha Ha I was born a konscience
Kan you mothafuckas blame me me]