Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
Whenever you hear some shit and you can't it
It's just some shit for kids to trash they rooms with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't to ask who produced it
You just know the new shit
The type of that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of actin' stupid

I come to every club intention to do harm
a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm
Hidin' under as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid that'll steal from his own moms

Connivin' Kon, with a bomb
Strapped to my screamin', "Let's get it on"
A that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
Rollin' over a bank, see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my limit of
I think I'll up my high by slittin' throat
Push your baby carriage into the street it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the I step onto your street
is fight music

You know why my are so numb? No
'Cause my grandmother sucked my and I didn't come, oh
Smacked this for talkin' crap, bitch
So what if handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' hate you, I'll your drawers down and rape you
Dr. Dre videotapes you, hell yeah
Satan done got me on song
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy while I'm on the John

Tired of wearin' this thong
it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, I'll put it in palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru arms, fuck your love songs

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever they asked to do

The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people stupid

Just bring who you bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm Kong, guns blow you to kingdom come
Show you gun funk
m-16's and one pump, click-clack

The in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in drawers
We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to
But fuck it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, fight music

I'm a nigga that scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, catch a nigga like traps
Blow his head back right in of the priest sayin', "You hear that?"

I your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', back and fucked up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, it's fight

These I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
See all these When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em
Malice green to them and 'em with premium

a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his and kick it at him
while you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life

If I could capture the rage of today's and bottle it
Crush the glass from my hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you
And hypocrites who think the shit but don't say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
Watch me you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
You wanna judge me 'cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, I'm top as you pop me

I came to save these new of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em they're lazy
To grow to praise me, I'm 'em go crazy
That's how I got this nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma wrong
I any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
And this song is for any kid who gets on
A sick song to to and it's called

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
Whenever you some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some for these kids to trash they rooms with
refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it
You know that's the new shit
The type of that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, fight music