Luyện nghe bài hát D.O.A.

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

(Chorus X2)
He won't have no head no
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 takin out many men (he's D.O.A)

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

(Chorus X2)

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

I don't I just spit that shit like I do coke (you do coke?)
I do hope u get this shit quick cause spidey's (spideys broke?)
I do joke I got shit that rip that Chinese
I do low I got Crip in me like tiny loke
I ain't active my 9 mm make niggas do flips
An ima get with em with minimum
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 meet my 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 24 pairs of glasses
You aint the one who got goons
Shit that'll bloody up
that'll bloody up shoes
Hop the six poppin pistols
And I can get close enough to hit
that split those
you talk a good talk so a good walk
get up and go it's the Mr. Piston
it's the sickest is gets ya kids quick
take em and em
this the take em and bake em

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Its quite obvious that ppl are addicted to 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 that John so tell his Ho (Tell his Ho!)
Tell his ho I got thick big bitch so smell this
I mean sniff coke its terrific shit drips out his nose
I don't need this I a machete and I rip the cleavage
I carry em i bury em Im meetin em deep six marry the bearing when I grind the teeth grit
I prefer a deep dish imma be hidin behind em with a meat
Momma be cryin I fry em a heat-seeker
Prolly be tryin im with the eat deep shit
Peter AKA Coat Hanga Strangla
may pray Brotha Lynch is hangin her
After dead Lynch Hung is bangin guts (STRANGE!)
no tamin us, we get ya brains and ya veins and bring em with us
Get a tat and it wit us
One thing we and bringin it up
My tongue hang I maim and aim at the guts
Nigga to the brain wrapped all up in one
Hot dog ass get wrapped in a bun
Tongue slit brains hangin with Hung
The sickness is back so get it and run
Imma get this shit and tat when I aim it done
Imma get this shit and tat when I aim it done
Sickness get ya dick (Dick split)

(Chorus X 2)

I can't control my own mind my
Is so?
It's
Well just keep coming and we'll figure it all out
Thats all the answers I can you
Don't too much
That's all the I can give you
ill see you tomorrow