Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

[Chorus:
This kinda
Use it and you get in to do
you hear some shit
And you refuse this
Just some
For kids to trash their rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do
The of shit
That you have to ask who produced it
You just
That's the new
The type of that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people stupid

Artis]
I come to club with intention to do harm
With a arm
And smelling like boon's (?)
under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid Dee Dee to steal from his own mom
Kon
Artis a bomb
Strapped to my stomach
"Let's get it on"
A lust that love the
Drunk driving a
Rolling over a
Cops see my and
drastic
And I'm passed my limit of
I think I'll up my high by slitting your
Push a baby carriage into the
Till it's meat
Your been beat
The minute I step on your street
This is music!

You why my hands are so numb? (No)
my grandmother sucked my dick
And I cum (Oh)
Smacked whore for talking crap (Bitch)
So what if she's (What?)
The bitch Bizarre couldn't rap