Luyện nghe bài hát D.O.A.

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

(Chorus X2)
He have no head no more
He won't no bread no more
I won't to get fed no more (he's D.O.A)
Give em enema 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 do it to get famous
Something bout the brain is aimless where the stain is
be in the six fo a schitzo
Talkin language I may miss yo brain split
Imma commit the hit flo til the shit blow two fo gangin and bangin
Lay in the playpen with the
Put his in my apron then im escaping
Staple his legs when I get the ok im tapin I'm his legs I get the dough pay im breakin his legs
Want an omelette we breakin some
Yup when the hit they fittin to pay
Smoking the bomblett they fittin to pass it or they get the
Im bakin that ass quick rapin that ass quick rhyme like I be takin the acid

(Chorus X2)

Maybe the reason you're so paranoid is bc you so much 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 spidey's broke (spideys broke?)
I do joke I got that rip that Chinese dope
I do low I got shit in me like tiny loke
I active my 9 mm make niggas do back flips
An ima get with em with minimum
Then ima just hit em a lil gymnastics
My is plastic I beat the bastard I eat that ass quick for dinner
The winner get meet my masta and I don't hafta beat the bastard that it the fastest
Mr. NASA ASAP gimme my cash is Mohammed Ali niggas eatin they
Frizz was alive we'd be beatin asses (Rest in Peace)
I leak molasses see me with 24 pairs of glasses
You the only one who got goons
Shit that'll bloody up
Rips that'll up shoes
Hop the six fours poppin
And I can get close to hit those
rock that split
you a good talk so walk a good walk
get up and let's go it's the Mr.
the sickest this is gets ya kids quick
take em and em
this the sickness em and bake em

(Chorus X2)

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

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

(Chorus X 2)

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