Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Surgery

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

Everytime I come around look at me up and down
the fuck now? Do I gotta get buckwild?
My stress is at its all time
I'm just not impressed, with softees hard I gives a fuck less
Do I open his head up somethin surgical
Take em vertical, never tatum the verse is full
Oh no! We bleeda, bitch meet the reaper
The ain't got no love for you, me neither
You don't want a nigga me to see ya, keep a heata
The way my demons want you dead wouldn't be ya
Joke's up, the G loc's up, so what up
We gon' see how tough you be when we up
Talkin more shit that a would til we visit his hood
Break his limbs chop him down, split his
out, get him out the game anyway
Fuck what say, I can live with the fame
I to master the game and dish out pain
You can't 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 collide ya be somewhere inside
Keep screamin fo yo life 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 you, I give you a shot at the title but you must be suicidal
Who's ya idol punk? ya idol? You wanna piece a this?
You can't this scandulous shit
Brain surgery you better murder me I need therapy
For who never hearda me you need a lombotamy
Gotta be in ya head purgery, purgatory
Concocted the rhyme inside the laboratory