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

[Anybody ]
Where you at fucker?
Heard you talking shit,
But everytime I around its like you seen to forget,
Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp lip,
In other you'd be a dead little punk ass bitch,
I forget you everytime I'm pissing over your grave,
Or I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimed,
Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all the same,
steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain,
So come and , with me,
At least until the sky gray,
Shooting off my like AK's ,
situations four colors of man,
Represent the nation,
street level,
Running course,
Keeping you shady bitches scared to up off your porch so come and,
Hang me,
Unless you me,
Because the native hydro keeps me.

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

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

Come and play me!
(Even if it means death)
and play, You hated me!
(My tomahawk 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..

[Jamie ]
Twiztid, Madrox, And The A-B-K,
Buying automatic weapons from and Bombay,
alize and them fake ass pimps,
We the in the water,
popcorn shrimps,
So you can eat my sauce and ass,
Throw an east in the air, we walk past,
fast,
You can be a hater with to say,
But you from the door so come out and play..

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

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