Luyện nghe bài hát Homey Don't Play!

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

go ooo so solo who so
Deads themselves with death die
ask why, my styles uncopiable
Some try but they just too so
shall not come closer

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

Then I'll grab your soul and roll 'cause my calls
So all you suckas get the out my way
I drop the mic you'll say, homie, don't play

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

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

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

The labeled me as a killer teen
When I drop the mic your pray
Get the fuck out my way 'cause homey play

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

Can't you get it through head
That it can't get no defer 'cause my already dead?
Hopin', wishin', prayin', someday I'll stop what I'm
But I can't, it seems like I'm possessed with

The U N H O L Y, keep my jumpin'
Get up, get to the rhythm of death
Suckas thinkin' I'm takin' a
Them suckas fallin' every I lose my a breath

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

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

are suicidal, unholy is homicidal
I'm comin' inside your mind and I'm takin' your
You wanna be me but suckas see me
'Cause I'm a ghostwriter, funky, funky

Not unless I get my point
My illin' and what I have to do
If you my lyrics, I'm coming after you
Not but mentally, rockin' instrumentally

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