Luyện nghe bài hát Everyman 4 Himself

Born alone die alone guess whos on the microphone nigga*
Deep voice put boots on
Come a walk down the alley with the gat
my cypher where everythings black
The rap makes me act the beast I
From every angle I bring pain as the blade
On excalibur quiet as a silencer I ya
Meet me at or after school bring your tools
no fuckin rules don't snooze on the uz
Still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your
Dont chase dreams paper
You on own
Never fuck around with the next caper
I hate ya with the passion
I'm your party
mask forever fuckin up everybody
I be the on the corner rollin dice
Drinkin 'til I drop from my cop
Got me on the run like a slave the fields
No no cover no shields
I feels like a soldier stuck enemy lines
In the world of man 'cause man ain't kind
Everybodys trife in own way
Gun play the
Ready to react 'n
The weak don't stand a
even glance or look
The wig is where you get your life
I the book of survival lible to become homicidal
Get the every man for himself

Chorus: run get the loot the ball
Shoot sink the last cop get increased the
Gotta put the ball in the
Every man for himself first one get the (nigga)
Run get the loot grab the
Shoot sink the last cop get the bankroll
Gotta put the in the mutthafucking hole
Every man for himself one get the gold

My mentality is somewhere arrmageddon and apocalypse
No matter how hot it
You cant me
Fuck gulliane and
The death penalty scare me
I went from homeless to a drunken-monkey-makin-money-gettin-funky

I don't fear I pour beer on the curb puff herb
Drink to get my swerve
Fuck you heard 'n what you said
The lead will put end to those who pretend to be my
I get like leeth everyday a new beef
Dont say peace you mean it
Your is dirty clean it
Before I decorate yo' face cuts and scars
What remains gets to mars and the stars
We are the ill 'n the physical steady you
After brew I ain't you I ain't bullshittin' you
Bisquit, see the bisquit before spit
2 to the head, 2 to the chest, 1 to the hip, oh shit!
Can't afford to catch another body hit the mimini the .22
And be 5000 I'm housin like projects
I mean experiments of the WIC checks
Buy the lex buy the benx now you got more
Sex 'n head henz
My ends run long like don
Try to taxin' be floatin' in the
your liver
Look your shoulder
Watch your get the wealth
Everyman for his mutthafuckin'