Luyện nghe bài hát Certified Bomb

Call me the serial killer
Mic strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web, nigga
head is dangling off of your shoulders
'Cause my mic told me to do it, 'cause you wasn't a soldier

Fake get hit with the clusterbomb
a hot dog with no mustard, you're flustered
I'm calm, spit, like a fucking dragon
Bagging you up, tagging you toe, you up
Clipping you up, mic cord you up

You're in the dark with no
And wishing a had lit you up
So for wishful thinking, your body's stinking
You're into the hole and I'm at the top winking at ya

play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the with tapes, check it out

play me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, it out

Call me beatslayer
All try to be advisory to rivalry in the battle player
who lie to me and cry to me use bribery
I'm taking the torch and burn Puffy-music for

teach you, I beat you on every plain
Ain't no other way to beat you, I you with pain
Shred you into pieces the tiger claw
A nigga you need more than a lighter to thaw

Me and my Iceberg suckers are panic
Fuck you heard, I brought down the Titanic
So can it and shut it, I wrote it and it
Because it never gonna be for wack, niggas, I don't trust 'em

Don't me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, it out

Don't me too close, I'm a certified bomb
Designed to all over the place
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes, it out

me superior show stopper, your hip hop legacy
Claim us to we break you off proper
Oh you got a short memory? You render me?
Harmless and surrender me for the enemy?

I let ya, bet ya, reign supreme
Make your fans forget ya, ya, in front of your team
Make a nigga smoke a ounce and over the rhythm
And hit 'em and get another suck and hit 'em with

Nigga, my is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending
Suckers with no style, I hope you get
So I can lock your ass up with my jaw
Then my rhymes just cut you, 'cause they're like Tony Touch's

Don't play me too close, I'm a bomb
Designed to designate all over the
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna smash you in the face tapes, check it out

Don't play me too close, I'm a bomb
to designate all over the tape
Got my Cuban, Puertoricans, all up in the
Gonna you in my face with tapes, check it out

Yeah, that's y'all, gonna smash you in the face
Who be coming on me, getting around me
I'm a bomb, you what I'm saying
I'm to go off, you know what I'm saying

So many motherfuckers out there talking
their little thing, it's cool you know, I'm saying
Go ahead your money, but don't you be coming
Around me, perplexing, like a bitch

You what I'm saying, 'cause I can see your ass
Right through, you know what I'm
You're glass homeyboy, you're glass, you what I'm say
Don't play me too y'all, now come to think of it

I don't I like you too much, you know I'm saying, always kicking it
Doing what we do, trying to act like us, trying to like us
You're me too close motherfucker, you need to step the fuck
On back, take your ass on back to the fuck you come from
'Cause you're me way, way too close, what I'm saying