Luyện nghe bài hát Homicidal

Maniac the is Swift
Homicidal the title, to a life as a gift
Cold crush, rhyme, rhyme, lady, scratch, and music maker
Bounce an' MC on the court like a player
Proven by the on the mike as I extend the cut
Making music, as the move and shale their butts
Suckers with the heart, try to battle even me
They can't compete, nor they defeat, or beat me
With the silly dictionary rhymes they
When the mike catches fire, it will and bend
Then I'll use the court as a whip, as I this lesson
I'll the knowledga in your head, so you can't stop guessing
Who's the MC upon the MIC, SWIFT
Executed lyrics by me, will leave you
Make your get the shiversq, eyes dilated
perpetrate, and try to dis me
That's why the suckers me like TV
Survival of the fittest, is very
Got my weapon on auto, boy, I'm

Dangerous, mike and ill
My peotry is my ammo, and it's to kill
I'll put head out with a quickness if we battle you know
I'll you wish you were in prison, sitting on death row
Chrome plated, highly polished, and I'm running the
I penetrate, a hollow point
Homicidal, is what I feel in my
I have 100 ways to kill you while I'm saying rhyme
Perpetrators, even compare to this
I the hammer, pull the trigger and dis
Sucker MCs biting like these
I'll point my weapon in your face and then I'll to squeeze
Your get's nervous, your face is cold sweating
a butt-kickings, what you're getting
I a rough life from kid to a man
When I think of things done I say "Damn !"
What's the deal, you know real
Always feeling illy ill, my just says kill
I'm never wrong, then I'm not right ya'll
Menace I'm

Swift the name, MCs the game,
To dis a MC is the claim of my fame
I like to grabthem by the face, punching them in the
Burning up their stale rhymes, 'till give me respect
destruction is a code, causing rapper's commotion
Setting world on fire a TNT explosion
Rhyme, not a song, I neither sang nor I
I can cut a man to shreds, or a tree with my tongue
Got my on a poster, wanted dead or alive
tall "duckies" four thousand or five
If you to take the "duckies" wish yourself a good luck
I kill in cold bood and I don't give a fuck
Come along or your posse, play brave and the bold
I'll be rocking, shocking, 'till I'm 80 years old
Proud and I'm black, giving no slack
I'm even deadlier then PCP caine and
I'm the mercenary, killing punks at
I hate it when the are acting ill
It's time to get busy, and fight
Word, I'm