Luyện nghe bài hát D.O.A.

Mr. Lector...
It's all over the news right now, you couldn't have it...
Do you have any idea what might have happened to Any Idea at all?
Everybody you do. Not me, but lots of people do. Tell me what happened.
He Died A Death!

(Chorus X2)
He won't have no no more
He won't have no bread no
I won't to get fed no more (he's D.O.A)
Give em then im a send an ending
10 of em is a I eat 10 of em
Tik tok on the clock takin out men (he's D.O.A)

I don't do it to get
Something bout the brain is body where the stain is
be in the six fo a schitzo
Talkin other language I may miss yo split
Imma commit the hit flo til the shit blow this two fo and bangin
Lay in the playpen the stainless
Put his brain in my then im escaping
Staple his legs when I get the ok im tapin I'm his when I get the dough pay im breakin his legs
Want an omelette we breakin eggs
Yup when the hit they fittin to pay
Smoking the bomblett they to pass it or they get the acid
Im bakin that ass quick rapin that ass quick sound like I be takin the acid

(Chorus X2)

Maybe the reason you're so paranoid is bc you smoke so much marijuana, wouldn't you think?

I don't know I just spit that shit like I do (you do coke?)
I do hope u get this shit quick cause spidey's (spideys broke?)
I do I got shit that rip that Chinese dope
I do low I got shit in me like tiny loke
I ain't active my 9 mm niggas do back flips
An ima get em with minimum practice
Then ima just hit em a lil gymnastics
My heat is plastic I beat the I eat that ass quick for dinner
The winner get my masta and I don't hafta beat the bastard that spit it the fastest
Mr. NASA ASAP gimme my cash is Mohammed Ali niggas eatin asses
Frizz was alive be beatin they asses (Rest in Peace)
I leak molasses couldn't see me with 24 pairs of
You aint the only one who got
Shit bloody up rooms
Rips that'll bloody up
Hop the six poppin pistols
And I can get close to hit those
rock that split
you talk a good so walk a good walk
get up and let's go the Mr. Piston
it's the sickest this is ya kids quick
em and rape em
this the sickness em and bake em

(Chorus X2)

Its quite that ppl are addicted to your sickness. They all seem to be emulating you. perhaps you should do something about it?

I just niggas couldn't see me with a telescope (telescope)
I just hope you tell em John comin so tell his Ho (Tell his Ho!)
Tell his ho I got big bitch so smell this dough
I mean sniff this coke its terrific shit out his nose
I don't need I carry a machete and I rip the cleavage
I carry em i bury em Im meetin em six marry the ball bearing when I grind the teeth grit
I a deep dish imma be hidin behind em with a meat cleaver
be cryin I fry em with a heat-seeker
Prolly be tryin im comin with the eat deep
Parker AKA Coat Hanga Strangla
They may pray Lynch is hangin her
After shes dead Hung is bangin guts (STRANGE!)
Aint no tamin us, we get ya brains and ya veins and em with us
Get a tat and it wit us
One thing we insane and it up
My tongue hang I maim and aim at the guts
lobe to the brain wrapped all up in one
Hot dog ass niggas get in a bun
Tongue neck brains hangin with Hung
The real is back so get it and run
get this shit and tat when I aim it it's done
Imma get this shit and tat when I aim it it's
Sickness get ya dick (Dick split)

(Chorus X 2)

I can't my own mind my mind
Is so?
uncontrollable
Well just keep coming back and figure it all out
Thats all the answers I can you
Don't worry too
all the answers I can give you
Alright ill see you