Luyện nghe bài hát Homicidal

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

Dangerous, mike and ill
My peotry is my ammo, and it's ready to
I'll put your out with a quickness if we battle you know
I'll make you wish you were in prison, on death row
Chrome plated, highly polished, and I'm the joint
I penetrate, like a hollow
Homicidal, is I feel in my mind
I have 100 ways to kill you while I'm this rhyme
Perpetrators, can't even to this
I cock the hammer, pull the and dis
Sucker MCs biting rhymes these
I'll point my in your face and then I'll start to squeeze
Your mind nervous, your face is cold sweating
Beacuse a butt-kickings, what getting
I lived a rough life kid to a man
When I think of things I've I say "Damn !"
What's the deal, you it's real
feeling illy ill, my mind just says kill
I'm never wrong, then I'm not right ya'll
I'm homicidal

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