Luyện nghe bài hát Everyman 4 Himself

Born alone die alone guess on the microphone *project nigga*
Deep voice put your on
Come take a walk down the alley the gat
Enter my cypher where everythings
The rap makes me act the I attack
From every angle I bring pain as the blade
On excalibur quiet as a I challenge ya
me at sundown or after school bring your tools
Ain't no fuckin rules don't 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 hate ya with the passion
I'm crashin your
Dark mask forever fuckin up
I be the nigga on the corner rollin
Drinkin I drop duckin from my cop
Got me on the run like a slave the fields
No protection no cover no
I feels a soldier stuck behind enemy lines
In the world of man evil 'cause man kind
Everybodys in their own way
Gun play the
to react 'n clap
The don't stand a chance
even glance or look
The wig is where you get your took
I read the book of lible to become homicidal
Get the every man for himself

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

My mentality is somewhere between and apocalypse
No matter how hot it
You cant me
Fuck gulliane and
The death don't scare me
I from homeless junkie to a drunken-monkey-makin-money-gettin-funky

I don't know fear I beer on the curb puff herb
Drink liquor to get my
what you heard 'n what you said
The lead will put end to those who pretend to be my
I get loose like everyday a new beef
Dont say peace unless you it
Your shit is dirty it
Before I decorate yo' with cuts and scars
What gets blown to mars and the stars
We are the ill 'n the physical hittin 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 hit the mimini with the .22
And be outti I'm housin like projects
I mean experiments of the WIC checks
Buy the lex buy the benx now you got friends
Sex 'n chicken head
My ends run long like don
Try to be floatin' in the river
your liver
Look your shoulder
Watch your get the wealth
Everyman for his self