Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Nature Rize

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

(swartzaniggaz):
I can feel my rise
Starin' at the that I despise
Through evil eyes, high style thoughts turn
You gots to die, for ride 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
up over the door of the chev and causin' slaughter
Sid's malt liquor be that motive I be loaded off that water
Saw the heavy rollin'
Shotgun and a that's stolen
Strapped up and ready in case these niggas wanna get
We can go there, I know a place for busta niggas like ya'll
But I heard it's pretty deep down so you better watch your fall
Too late for 911 call, this murder's already in progress
Home invasions like got me obsessed like a vietnam vet
As I kick the front door, blastin'
And lynch kicked the back
peel-a-cap, you fools shoulda already had your gats loaded
'cause it ain't no when we comin'
Back streets, sacs of weed get blazed as we gunnin' the engine still

'cause real killers make real quick get aways
Spray the whole and skirt
As as we can, we does our dirt
Whoever gets hurt, that's
So please don't this personal
It's that murder's in my nature
So four years now, that's what been searchin' for
doin' dirt grows 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
hearin' the blood spillin'
It's just a little that I be havin'
Man, I love

(brotha lynch):
I got a dick for killin'
villain
Protect wife and your children
my nature rise

(swartzaniggaz):
Not quite knowin' this nigga?
your metro sections
Then cross reference murders by and dates
And how many times hoes' got raped
Mr. no prints, the reason one time out of yellow tape
Fuckin' with a half deck, havin' niggas on
Smokin' a that I re-dust
Open up chest when I bust
So suit up, 'cause it's kill a nigga
Ain't no tellin' when triple 6 gets to up
Movin' up death date, with a tre-8 special
It's way too late to wrestle, as I the sword stoppers
your ass open like pinata
Loadin' up like a
Lining up tyson snortin' cocaine powder
Pure dank sniffer, like a lot of fluid, but I beg to differ
One wiff of that and I'm on cloud nine
Nigga, don't if you ain't got no nuts
'cause I brought mine all buffed and
Untouchable I'm fuckin' full of that nitrate wine
That's when I bust on nineteen and up
'cause I'm nuts, goin' out my
Few, there's no luck, you for life, for sho'
Get ass up on the floor
to catch me at that lateral, slippin'
By my lonesome, but I'm on some, so who wants
Fresh out the gates, ain't no room to make
Try to make my tapes, but I the hoe hate
my dick inside in the o-8
Must of been the way the clip mate the .45
No body, no
the meat, can't wait 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 with my clint eastwood
Leave your neighborhood lookin' like a ghost town,
You standin' on grounds
When we to sac, better have your automatics on loaded status
me and my niggas be on the savage, leavin' no prints
Not givin' niggas a inch, 'cause i'ma lynch you
Fry your guts like
Have your homie reminiscing' about your gangsta
Nigga, it ain't no fuckin' with my
You can 911, but it ain't no rescue
Man, I the dear lord bless you
Next to nigga, ain't no one's nuts bigger
Clutch your nigga, fuckin' with this swartzanigga
'cause I lost it, taggin' niggas like a pit bull with rabies
Gone off 40 of o.e.
Creepin' up on you, doin' my magnum p.i.
Lazy eye with lil' blacc
a hard dick for killin'