Luyện nghe bài hát Born Without a Konscience

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

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

[Mr.
I was without no heart that a look at all my kharts
Every 51 50 status of the
Filthy like my records I'm the
the torch so I kan blow these bitches up as I egnite the
Flame Jane got's me visualizin scarynes
Me and my lady blowing up my hood gasoline
Skream for your mother kry for father
Watch man slaughter while I burn your brother
One after another kause I give a mad fuck
Mutalate his mut and make him eat his nuts
Guts being as I unfold and reveal
Then those who tryest and up stiff under a
Now feel needle pokes inyour artaries
Your are getting watery I like to torture wanna be's
All of these fake here in front of me
Ought be and krusified in front of their families

2x

[Mr.
As I'm mashing head all these petty minded fools
I got 3 tools now one should I use
I have a switch blade for the bitch
A gernade for the krusade and a 38 snub when I
I'm making kritical not fuckin miracles
Kould stop the lyrical from physical
I'm to be a kriminal
You better run for life or be the next one
To feel the burnin tefflon fools be having their vests on
Your get your rest with the rest of all skeletons
Never open doors if you don't know what room you're
Renderin limbs fuck konfessin all your sins
If you did it don't admit it the systems it's biz
Is it anger the streets that make me put one in the chamber
Judges say that I'm insane so now you your life's in danger
Every night I'm on the prowl, for that Owl
When I spot him I'ma slap my fuckin out of his mouth

2x

[Mr.
As I read the bible backwards shadows on these bastards
Wait, who be the master of disaster I blast em
It's it from westside 619
Where mothafuckas acid and splash it in your eye
kry, tie the rope around your neck and shut the fuck up
Alot of people say you your pants when Shadow walked up
You it through the grape vine, my state of mind
Was at it's peak I shot the fuck the klutch and Iron Sheik
As I speak you're weak, I'm like a tweaker on a kome down
While you klaim my you get no respect 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 your mouth metal kleets
Bloody sheets kover your korpse as the mortican to work now
Some how Owl has to feel some fuckin pain now
Show em how done as I inhalen propane
Watch me and my skrew the mentely insane

2x

[Mr (Speakin)
51 50 skitsophrantic maniac
Is the doctors and judges labled me
Now sit get high
And peep out the way of the
And that's krazy with a K
First get that shit
And then look in the
And ask if you were born without a konscience
And if you weren't then bring the drama to enemies
Trun them all into
Smoke marijuiana and as you witness
take their last breath
Then death arrives when coriner services are
Ha Ha Ha Ha I was born without a
Kan you blame me [blame me]