Luyện nghe bài hát Headhunter

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

Right now, I bring the body funk
I'm goin for the dunk, a motherfuckin hunta
I'm aim, I got my eyes on the prize
Everybody drop low to the ground I throw ya down
Bloods on my hands, got hit
Fuckin witcha heads, goin in and out and in
I didn't come to bullshit I come to shit
ask why, life's a bitch then you'll die
I'm all fucked up in the head my minds gone the wind
Real don't die, don't say goodbye to the bad guy
Mastamind and I came to take you under me
Take you on a trip through my underground
When you roam don't look behind ya
Run don't keep runnin cause I'm comin
I might ya, Mastamind's a path finda
I gotta plan, I life in my hands
I sing my cry when the wicked drums are drummin
I'm the head
Some old wicked shit caused a

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

(Esham)
I think I need some therapy my mind is playing on me
I see in 3-D, I bust a shot at Mickey D
I'm better off dead, and if I'm deader then I'm better
I inside his head again, fill him fulla lead again
Janie's gun again someone said I done em in
If I did, I done em 13 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 cracka with an ax
So take it take it yo, or take it take it
Better duck I buck or you're gettin waxed
But if I got an ax you go
I'm the head hunta

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

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