Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Nature Rize

(lynch):
Feel my rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them dangerous
Leave you in your front seat with your neck slit, I'm hittin' fences
Now i'ma about the same dirty situation
Shit you hatin', that's why your casket is
Shine your ass up like a gold dayton
When I'm in your town you better cut like walter
Studio man keep tapin', I got bitch, she peratratin'
Show your whole family, you on your front porch hangin'
With a note that's 'sincerely, swartzaniggaz'
Put your hands in pocket, give it up
I demand I my tweed, potent refer, man
Bandstandin' the hand cannon
Split my face, muthafucka, gimme scrill
And that rolex in your hand,
Yeah, you gots to my nature rise

(swartzaniggaz):
I can my nature rise
Starin' at the that I despise
Through evil eyes, high style thoughts turn
You gots to die, for tryna and get me
Got off, but none of them hit me
Now on a payback tip, a patched black mask
On the grass a 50 caliber weapon
Hangin' up the door of the chev and causin' slaughter
Sid's malt liquor be motive when I be loaded off that water
Saw the situation heavy
Shotgun and a chevy that's
Strapped up and ready in case these niggas get deadly
We can go there, I know a place for busta niggas like ya'll
But I heard it's pretty down so you niggas better watch your fall
Too late for 911 call, this murder's already in progress
Home invasions like asian got me obsessed a vietnam vet
As I kick the front door, blastin'
And kicked down the back
Operation: peel-a-cap, you fools shoulda had your gats loaded
'cause it ain't no tellin' when we
Back streets, sacs of weed get blazed as we gunnin' with the engine

'cause real killers make them real quick get
Spray the place and skirt
As quick as we can, we does our
gets hurt, that's business
So please don't take this
just that murder's in my nature
So four years now, what I've been searchin' for
'cause doin' dirt old when it's the same old thing
That's why I try to take my to the highest extreme
Make everybody scream, open up spleens
Still hearin' the spillin'
It's just a little dream that I be
Man, I love

(brotha lynch):
I got a dick for killin'
Southside
Protect your and your children
Feel my rise

(swartzaniggaz):
Not quite knowin' about nigga?
your metro sections
Then cross reference murders by streets and
And how times niggas' hoes' got raped
Mr. no prints, the reason one time runs out of tape
Fuckin' a half deck, havin' niggas on hush
Smokin' a bowl I re-dust
Open up your when I bust
So suit up, 'cause kill a nigga night
Ain't no tellin' when triple 6 gets to up
up your death date, with a tre-8 special
It's way too late to wrestle, as I nestle the sword
Split ass open like pinata
Loadin' up like a
Lining up like tyson snortin' cocaine
Pure dank sniffer, some a lot of fluid, but I beg to differ
One of that shit and I'm on cloud nine
Nigga, don't trip if you got no nuts
'cause I brought all buffed and shined
Untouchable when I'm fuckin' full of nitrate wine
when I bust on nineteen times and up
'cause I'm nuts, out my mind
Few, there's no luck, you for life, for sho'
Get ass up on the floor
Tryin' to catch me at lateral, slippin'
By my lonesome, but I'm on some, so who wants
out the gates, ain't no room to make mistakes
Try to my tapes, but I feel the hoe hate
Tuck my inside in the o-8
Must of the way the clip mate with the .45
No body, no
Taste the meat, can't to eat
Keep the street dirty, keep in your face

(swartzaniggaz):
Ya'll niggas don't wanna my nature rise
'cause I get dirty, shoot up shit with my eastwood
Leave neighborhood lookin' like a ghost town, nigga
You standin' on dangerous
When we come to sac, better have your automatics on status
'cause me and my niggas be on the savage, no prints
Not givin' y'all niggas a inch, 'cause i'ma you
Fry your guts like
Have your homie reminiscing' about your lean
Nigga, it ain't no fuckin' my clique
You can dial 911, but it ain't no
Man, I hope the dear bless you
Next to this nigga, no one's nuts bigger
Clutch your guts nigga, fuckin' with swartzanigga
'cause I lost it, taggin' niggas like a pit bull with rabies
off 40 ounces of o.e.
Creepin' up on you, doin' my magnum p.i.
Lazy eye lil' blacc mile
Smokin' a hard for killin'