Luyện nghe bài hát General Patton

Get the south dick up out your
What you talkin'
See we know everythin' you're
So try route

Paperboy, you destroy what we done built
Pick on your own size and fuck around get kilt
But not like the kilt above the
BB will you niggas like seeds or fertilizer for the trees

Emergency vehicle last seen speedin' the scene
Nigga take one for the team, now he's bleedin' the spleen
Stay so fresh and oh so motherfuckin'
No blood splatter or evidence, long with a beam

We in peace
some of y'all niggas come in greed gluttons
Fuckin' up the game like ice, or speed
Slow down

Speed it up like ballad of Bobby, boy go fast
Not a hobby, this my life, you disrespect it, that's ass
As one of the Outkast return like ghost of Christmas past
It's the son of Chico Dusty must be Savannah bad

Had to go to church on Sundays with great grandma and
Taught me always follow when the grass didn't have a path
If I ever astray then God will get me back on track
Didn't say that Rico, Ray and Pat was gettin' with me and

Then we spittin' 'cause killin' everythin' we attack
Special forces of the rap game so you best take of that
All the you rappers lack, we got plenty, here's a snack
Don't ruin their appetite because shit is really whack

Whack ass
This like breathin' to me
Born and for it

Another won, another story to tell
Listen to the angelic pluckin' of the strings
As Sir Lucious his left foot forward
And rides of the horizon of infinite regression, victorious

on the battle field
Against the of ignorance, greed and hatred
All to the throne are left naked
Because the truth is the thing you could never be stripped from

And if you commit to that
Then you end the vicious cycle
That's affectin' our youth
If we just stop lyin', if we stop lyin'
lyin', lyin'