Luyện nghe bài hát Everyman 4 Himself

Born alone die alone guess on the microphone *project nigga*
voice put your boots on
Come take a down the alley with the gat
Enter my cypher everythings black
The rap makes me act the I attack
From every angle I bring sharp as the blade
On quiet as a silencer I challenge ya
Meet me at sundown or after school your tools
Ain't no rules don't snooze on the uz
Still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your
Dont chase chase paper
You on own
Never fuck around with the mans caper
I ya fakers with the passion
I'm your party
Dark mask forever fuckin up
I be the on the corner rollin dice
Drinkin 'til I duckin from my cop
Got me on the run like a slave the fields
No protection no cover no
I like a soldier stuck behind enemy lines
In the world of man evil 'cause man ain't
Everybodys in their own way
Gun the back
to react 'n clap
The weak stand a chance
even glance or look
The wig is where you get your took
I read the book of survival to become homicidal
Get the wealth every man for

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

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

I don't know fear I beer on the curb puff herb
Drink to get my swerve
Fuck what you heard 'n what you
The will put end to those who pretend to be my friend
I get like leeth everyday a new beef
Dont say unless you mean it
Your shit is clean it
Before I decorate yo' face with cuts and
What remains gets blown to mars and the
We are the ill 'n the physical hittin you
After I ain't kiddin you I ain't bullshittin' you
Bisquit, see the bisquit before it's
2 to the head, 2 to the chest, 1 to the hip, oh shit!
Can't afford to catch body hit the mimini with the .22
And be outti 5000 I'm like projects
I mean experiments of the WIC checks
Buy the lex buy the benx now you got friends
Sex 'n head henz
My run long like don silver
Try to be floatin' in the river
your liver
Look over your
Watch your back get the
Everyman for his mutthafuckin'