Luyện nghe bài hát Home Invasion

All right we go up in this goddamn house
All I want is the kids
As far as pops I don't a fuck what you do
Bust him in his motherfuckin'

If he got any money, it
If there is money there, rob the joint
As far as moms bust her in her goddamn
Dumb bitch, that's the reason going up in there
She don't know the fuck she's talkin' about

Everyone get back, is a rap jack
I'm takin' your kids' brains, you ain't 'em back
a move of perfection, my dissection
Some call it lethal

I'm gonna fill 'em hard drums
Big drums, bitches, hoes and death, on and get some
I'm not the nigga you want to leave your kids alone
'Cause I got my own opening kit

And once again I'm gonna put them under my fuckin'
They might givin' you fuckin' hell
Start changin' the way they
They talk, they act, now, whose fault is that?
The invader

Yo, moms you can basically just suck my
This is a home
Yo, pops that shit you is noise
Word you of shit

Check this out, moms, I said bomb
And they sit in your and remain calm
Till you 'em lies and the flip
talkin' crazy shit
(Fuck you)

Might you and pops a fool
Tell ya that's why they school
offensive and askin' questions
Give your indigestion

Why? Why? Because I have the youth
They're mentally intoxicated with
So they the noise you talk are lies
Pretty damn they'll be by
(I'm here)

They listen to me and I 'em the real
And every night get peeled
And every a ho gets smacked
A fool gets jacked, now, whose fuckin' was that?
The home

Yo, yo, yo
All that shit you me, mom, was full of shit
Know I'm sayin'?
How the fuck you gonna tell me to run my motherfuckin'

Bitch, you even know who the fuck you are
You talkin' about you don't like rap, you don't how I dress
Yo, fuck you and pops, I'm outta
of y'all can kiss my ass

All want me, so does the F.B.I.
my rhymes are fly
They still to stop me, shut me down block me
Make motherfuckas me

But that never happen, it's impossible
I straight through all obstacles
say I'm fuckin' up the minds of little kids
But half of my fans are in

P.M.R.C. my dick, please
You can kiss my ass while you're on your
Word listening to the verbal assassinator
E's the crossfader, your updater

Until your grows like uranium
Hard as titanium, parents, I'm 'em
For teachin' you lies about life, racist
And other trite bullshit learned back in the day

While I learned death from an A.K.
But they'll never quite
Bam, bam, bam, no gat is the
Boom, bash, yeah, yo, it's down

Me and Ice are in town
But the pigs canceled the concert
They're just of some niggers that do work
they do? What did I do?

Just say truth motherfucka and it's comin'
I tell you what we did, we stole fuckin' kids
The invader
All we got the motherfuckin' kids, we outta here, c'mon