Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Nature Rize

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

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

'cause killers make them real quick get aways
Spray the whole and skirt
As quick as we can, we our dirt
Whoever hurt, that's business
So don't take this personal
It's that murder's in my nature
So four years now, that's I've been searchin' for
'cause doin' dirt grows old when it's the old thing
That's why I try to take my murders to the extreme
Make scream, open up some spleens
Still hearin' the spillin'
It's just a dream that I be havin'
Man, I love

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

(swartzaniggaz):
Not knowin' about this nigga?
your metro sections
Then cross reference murders by streets and
And how many times niggas' hoes' got
Mr. no prints, the reason one time runs out of yellow
Fuckin' with a half deck, havin' on hush
Smokin' a that I re-dust
Open up chest when I bust
So up, 'cause it's kill a nigga night
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 nestle the sword
Split ass open like pinata
Loadin' up like a
Lining up like tyson snortin' powder
dank sniffer, some like 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 ain't got no
'cause I mine all buffed and shined
Untouchable I'm fuckin' full of that nitrate wine
That's 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 that lateral,
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 feel the hoe
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 sturdy in face

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