Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Surgery

Uh Uh, Oh,
It to this now huh?
We gotta cut like this now right?
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 get buckwild?
My stress is at its all time
I'm just not impressed, with softees actin hard I gives a fuck
Do I gotta his head up somethin surgical
Take em vertical, never tatum the verse is full
Oh no! We gotta bleeda, bitch the reaper
The devil ain't got no love for you, me
You don't a nigga like me to see ya, keep 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 you be when we roll up
more shit that a critic would til we visit his hood
Break his chop him down, split his wood
Time out, get him out the game
Fuck what anybody say, I can live 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 killaz in the van, bout the ride
And strive, when we ya better be somewhere inside
screamin 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 a heavy weight
I'm bout to kill you, I you a shot at the title but you must be suicidal
Who's ya idol Who's ya idol? You wanna piece a this?
You can't this scandulous shit
Brain surgery you better murder me I need some
For those who never me you need a lombotamy
Gotta be in ya like purgery, purgatory
Concocted the evil rhyme inside the