Luyện nghe bài hát Headhunter

Head hunter, God damn man, I'm getcha
hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha
Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna
Head hunter, God damn man, I'm getcha
(Mastamind)

Right now, I bring the dead body
I'm goin for the dunk, a motherfuckin head
I'm aim, I got my eyes on the prize
Everybody low to the ground before I throw ya down
on my hands, somebody got hit
Fuckin witcha heads, in and out and in again
I didn't come to bullshit I to drop shit
Don't ask why, life's a bitch you'll die
I'm all fucked up in the head my minds with the wind
Real niggaz don't die, don't say to the bad guy
Mastamind and I to take you under with me
Take you on a through my underground city
When you roam don't look behind ya
Run don't hide keep runnin cause I'm
I might find ya, Mastamind's a path
I gotta plan, I gotcha in my hands
I my battle cry when the wicked drums are drummin
I'm the head
Some old wicked shit a madman

I cut the off the devil and I throw it at you
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I cut the head off the devil and I it at you
I cut the

(Esham)
I think I need some my mind is playing tricks on me
I see in 3-D, I bust a shot at Mickey D
I'm better off dead, and if I'm then I'm better than
I looked his head again, fill him fulla lead again
Janie's gotta gun again someone I done em in
If I did, I em 13 ways so here I come again
Murder for my might I might, cut you with a knife
Butcher burn you better burn you up on devil's night
Cracka jack killa killa cracka an ax
So take it take it yo, or it take it slow
Better duck when I buck or you're gettin
But if I got an ax you go
I'm the head hunta

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(Mastamind)
I'm ready to do away witcha, in a day I'm gonna
Split cha, cha
of the world came down on me
Now I'm starvin for a cause he tried to clown on me
Now life's in my hands, get down on ya knees
I'm back, I'm to put ya on ya back
ya ass over, and lay ya flat its like that
I seen ya cracka smile when they hung us the trees
Cause I had flashbacks, ask why I got an ax
Fightin for the
Judgement day is here, time to the book at the crook
Take it all back, ya took
I step in ya about to confront cha
I'mma you under, I'mma head hunter
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(Esham)
I I need a shotgun, pop and I got one
underground, scattered brains all around
Pull the trigga nigga, I'ma grave digger
Head wig splitta, slave nigga
catcha, gonna wet'cha with a bullet
Soon as I the hammer back, the trigger pull it
Hole in the of ya head, so now you're holy
In God we so I bust with a gun shot
Holy shit I empty out the holy clip
Head hunta stop, head hunta chop chop
I wanna blow ya baby's off so bust a lead off
You'll be dead off, instead stains red off
Chopped off in a cop car
The H-U-N-T-E-R
So far been caught yet
Number one suspect fuck and get ya damn shirt wet
You know I'm you know I wanna
Ya get ya head out from in fronta
I'm the head hunta

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