Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Nature Rize

(lynch):
Feel my rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and make you take them dangerous chances
Leave you in your front seat with your neck slit, then I'm fences
Now i'ma about the same dirty situation
Shit you hatin', that's why casket is waitin'
Shine your ass up a triple gold dayton
When I'm in your town you cut like walter payton
Studio man keep tapin', I got that bitch, she
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 your
And rolex in your hand, understand?
Yeah, you gots to feel my rise

(swartzaniggaz):
I can feel my rise
Starin' at the that I despise
Through evil eyes, style thoughts turn homicides
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 with a 50 caliber weapon
Hangin' up over the door of the and causin' slaughter
Sid's malt liquor be that motive when I be loaded off water
Saw the heavy rollin'
Shotgun and a that's stolen
Strapped up and ready in these niggas wanna get deadly
We can go there, I know there's a for busta niggas like ya'll
But I heard it's deep down so you niggas better watch your fall
Too for that 911 call, this murder's already in progress
invasions like asian got me obsessed like a vietnam vet
As I kick through the front door,
And lynch kicked the back
Operation: peel-a-cap, you fools shoulda already had gats loaded
'cause it no tellin' when we comin'
Back streets, sacs of weed get as we gunnin' with the engine still

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

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

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

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