Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Surgery

Uh Uh, Oh,
It to this now huh?
We gotta cut mothafuckas like this now
Uh uh, what? hey yo hey yo hey yo

Everytime I come around look at me up and down
What the fuck now? Do I gotta get
My stress is at its all high
I'm not impressed, with softees actin hard I gives a fuck less
Do I gotta his head up somethin surgical
em vertical, never tatum while the verse is full
Oh no! We gotta bleeda, meet the reaper
The devil ain't got no for you, me neither
You don't want a nigga like me to see ya, a heata
The way my demons want you dead wanna be ya
Joke's up, the G up, so what shut up
We gon' see how tough you be when we up
Talkin more that a critic would til we visit his hood
Break his limbs chop him down, his wood
Time out, get him out the game
what anybody say, I can live with the fame
I came to the game and dish out pain
You can't weather the storm get out the
All my chant, die die
Dat all my in the van, bout the murda ride
And strive, when we ya better be somewhere inside
Keep screamin fo yo life can't look a in the eye

You, you, you too light in the ass to try to step in the ring with a weight
I'm bout to kill you, I give you a shot at the but you must be suicidal
Who's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a
You can't this scandulous shit
Brain surgery you better murder me I some therapy
For who never hearda me you need a lombotamy
Gotta be in ya head purgery, purgatory
Concocted the rhyme inside the laboratory