Luyện nghe bài hát Homey Don't Play!

Born broke, up and always honked at
Gimme an uzi and you get the fuck back
I'll bust your mind like a
And as you listen find your brain swellin'

I'll go ooo so who so
Deads compare with death die
Don't ask why, my uncopiable
Some try but just too sloppy so
Thou shall not closer

'Cause all the suckas who blow up like an explosive
I'll stamp a pentagram dead on your
And as as ya say a lyric your dead
X marks the spot your body falls

Then I'll grab your soul and 'cause my duty calls
So all you suckas get the out my way
When I drop the mic you'll say, homie, play

The U N H O L Y, of a helly
I'm like the Devil in your body, bite me on your belly
Like 'The Exorcist', the Devil's keeps flowin'
Turn out the lights and my body starts

In that's 'cause I'ma pee on reality
The U N H O L Y
a lotta evil minds but only one devil
Of the dog back on what 'cha get
But don't forget I hit no other
You see my rhyme is like a pillow, it's to smother

Try to diss me, I'ma murder ya, I heard ya
A son of a gunner and I'ma a everyone a ya
Somethin' never seen, put you in a guillotine

The psycho labeled me as a killer
When I drop the mic your pray
Get the fuck out my way 'cause homey don't

Break out the Holy Water, as I
Better change your last name 'cause I'm goin' in alphabetical
And it won't stop 'cause I won't
With the tick, tick, a tick, tick, a tick, tock , a tick

Can't you get it your head
That it can't get no defer 'cause my lyrics already
Hopin', wishin', prayin', someday I'll what I'm sayin'
But I can't, it seems like I'm possessed somethin'

The U N H O L Y, keep my mind
Get up, get down to the of death
thinkin' I'm takin' a break
Them suckas fallin' every time I lose my a

But still, I don't stop to the
One time, one rhyme and I still your mind
Every I drop the mic I bet everybody say
Homie don't play

Every time I shit, it's labeled as wicked shit
Don't try to bullshit 'cause I'll fill you with bullets and
Rappin' with my red head, some say my brains
Mockin' what I'm rockin' then sayin' what insane said

are suicidal, unholy is homicidal
I'm comin' inside your mind and I'm takin' title
You wanna be me but can't see me
I'm a ghostwriter, funky, funky fresh

Not unless I get my point
My illin' and illin's I have to do
If you bite my lyrics, I'm coming you
Not physically but mentally, instrumentally

If you too hard, it might kill instantly
I can get in doubly until I see your work
You're thinkin' so hard, you're fake, me 'cause your mind
When you pass out you'll to say
Get outta that nigga way, man" 'cause homie don't