Luyện nghe bài hát General Patton

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

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

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

We in peace
While some of y'all niggas in greed gluttons
Fuckin' up the game ice, heroin or speed
Slow nigga

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

Had to go to church on with great grandma and granddad
Taught me always follow Jesus the grass didn't have a path
If I fell astray then God will get me back on track
Didn't say Rico, Ray and Pat was gettin' with me and 3Stax

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

Whack ass
This shit's like to me
and bred for it

Another battle won, another story to
Listen to the angelic of the puppet strings
As Sir Lucious puts his left foot
And rides of the horizon of infinite regression, victorious

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

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