Luyện nghe bài hát Come Out To Play (w/Jamie Madrox)

[Anybody ]
Where you at mother
Heard you talking shit,
But everytime I come around its you seen to forget,
your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lip,
In other you'd be a dead little punk ass bitch,
I won't forget you everytime I'm pissing over grave,
Or when I'm slanging in hoods that you once claimed,
Learn the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same,
Tomahawk steady as I'm dancing for rain,
So come and , play me,
At least until the sky gray,
Shooting off my aarows AK's ,
Amazing situations four of man,
the wickid nation,
Undergrouns level,
Running course,
Keeping you shady scared to come up off your porch so come and,
Hang me,
Unless you me,
Because the native keeps changing me.

Come and play me!
(Even if it your death)
Come and play, You me!
(My swings right to left)
You bitches and see!
(I'll be a till' my very last breathe)
And you to see!
(These men upon out chests)
and play with me..

Warriors out and play,
are straight,
I'm A-B-K!
I'd be dead then fade away,
All my life I've been a I wouldn't change a day,
What I'm quit playing,
Imma you how its laying,
See me in the streets,
Psychopathic Just Swaying,
Anybody so it ain't no delaying,
Dead bodies 6 in the ground decaying,
When I out with the serial numbers on my gun out,
The tribal war paint on my face make you run out,
shots in the sky and shoot the sun out,
And keep busting the clip every last one out,
Erasing all the drama this world brings,
Moon light shines bright on dreams,
away from a killa,
WIth a gat feinds,
And get your own bullshit schemes.

Come and with me!
(Even if it means death)
Come and play, You me!
(My tomahawk swings to left)
You wait and see!
(I'll be a till' my very last breathe)
And you to see!
(These men upon out chests)
Come and with me..

Madrox: ]
Twiztid, Madrox, And The A-B-K,
Buying weapons from renegade and Bombay,
Fuck alize and fake ass pimps,
We the in the water,
popcorn shrimps,
So you can eat my cocktail and ass,
an east in the air, when we walk past,
fast,
You can be a hater with to say,
But you talking from the so come out and play..

Come and play me!
(Even if it means death)
Come and play, You me!
(My butcherknife right to left)
You bitches and see!
(I'll be a juggalo till' my very breathe)
And you to see!
(These men upon out chests)
Come and play me..

and play with me!
(Even if it your death)
and play, You hated me!
(My tomahawk right to left)
You bitches and see!
(I'll be a juggalo till' my very breathe)
And you to see!
(These men upon out chests)
Come and with me..

These up on our chest...
These up on our chest..
These up on our chest...
hatchetmen up on our chest..

Lyrics By: Decker