Luyện nghe bài hát Fire and Brimstone

I don't a fuck about you, you, her
That bitch, nigga, ya'll, them
Pussy clot laws out ya'll trim
'Bout to fill ya cup up to the rim brimstone
yo Grammy
Stick the bell up ya ass call ya mammy
I don't need ya muthafucka god damn he
Critics wanna me
Put me in a jam till I come back the jammy
Blaow, knock your car window out till ya eyes white out bitch lights out
Got you dead on arrival at your service on Saturday your whole family carry
Got the whole building nervous, they turn around see me walk up in the
I your eulogy on toilet paper, right out in the rain
Niggas got nerve, well I'm your
is fire and brimstone
Kill you with and brimstone, uh
is fire and brimstone, uh
I'm a Mercedes man, a 80's man
I you could call me the perennial ladies man
Got some really rich friends and they all like me cause I really pitch trims
Sometimes when I'm bored I it with dumb folk
They all really hate me like egg yolks
I love to rub it in because I'm not a proper fit for world of bullshit
You miserable mutt flawed by design
You'll have the temperament to experiment with the benevolent
You're irrelevant, it be your job to shovel shit
You need to cultivate and it
Get in the business and
a bit
I'm a precious stone, wrapped in paper
shootin' meister
A dignitary, you're a lowly
Why don't you pull your plug you stupid
If you're steering is not wrapped in wood then you don't have the touch
So you will never it cause you denigrate too much
Who are you to judge, who are you to critique, who are you to my presence
I am unique so you can your $20 you ain't gotta buy my CD
not a problem
That's why I'm a recluse, not the one you set
in this game use my name to get juice
Say it, Blake, a maven, amazing
B-b-brighter than the forest when it's
Asteroid, the void, keep it pushing, that a boy
Gotta get it than oven cooking, that's a joy
For these last four bars I it easy
But you still a and your cheesy
Don't trust memory
Write what you feel about me
If yo head ain't rocking back and and forth then me