Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Surgery

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

Everytime I around niggaz look at me up and down
What the fuck now? Do I get buckwild?
My is at its all time high
I'm just not impressed, softees actin hard I gives a fuck less
Do I gotta open his head up surgical
em vertical, never tatum while the verse is full
Oh no! We gotta bleeda, bitch the reaper
The ain't got no love for you, me neither
You don't want a nigga like me to see ya, keep a
The way my demons want you dead wanna be ya
Joke's up, the G loc's up, so shut up
We gon' see how tough you be we roll up
Talkin more shit that a critic would til we his hood
Break his limbs him down, split his wood
out, get him out the game anyway
Fuck what anybody say, I can with the fame
I came to master the game and out pain
You weather the storm get out the rain
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 fo yo life can't look a demon 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 you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidal
Who's ya idol punk? Who's ya idol? You wanna a this?
You can't handle scandulous shit
Brain surgery you better murder me I need therapy
For those who hearda me you need a lombotamy
Gotta be in ya head purgery, purgatory
Concocted the evil rhyme inside the