Luyện nghe bài hát Home Invasion

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

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

get back, this 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, come on and get
I'm not the nigga that you want to leave your alone
'Cause I got my own dome kit

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

Yo, moms you can basically just suck my
is a home invasion
Yo, pops that shit you talkin' is
you full of shit

Check this out, moms, I said time
And sit in your house and remain calm
you feed 'em lies and the flip
Start crazy shit
(Fuck you)

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

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

They to me and I give 'em the real
And every night caps get
And every night a ho smacked
A gets jacked, now, whose fuckin' fault was that?
The invaders

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

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

All cops want me, so the F.B.I.
Because my are fly
They still tryin' to me, shut me down block me
motherfuckas boycott me

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

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

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

While I learned death from an A.K.
But they'll quite understand
Bam, bam, bam, no gat is the
Boom, bash, yeah, yo, it's goin'

Me and Ice Cube are in
But the fuckin' pigs the concert
They're just scared of some that do work
What they do? did I do?

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