Luyện nghe bài hát Homicidal

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

Dangerous, packing and ill
My peotry is my ammo, and it's to kill
put your head out with a quickness if we battle you know
I'll make you wish you were in prison, sitting on row
plated, highly polished, and I'm running the joint
I penetrate, like a point
Homicidal, is what I in my mind
I have 100 ways to you while I'm saying this rhyme
Perpetrators, can't compare to this
I cock the hammer, pull the and dis
Sucker MCs biting like these
point my weapon in your face and then I'll start to squeeze
Your mind get's nervous, face is cold sweating
Beacuse a butt-kickings, what you're
I a rough life from kid to a man
When I think of things I've I say "Damn !"
What's the deal, you know it's
feeling illy ill, my mind just says kill
I'm never wrong, again 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 like to grabthem by the face, punching in the neck
Burning up stale rhymes, 'till they give me respect
Cold destruction is a code, rapper's commotion
Setting on fire like a TNT explosion
Rhyme, not a song, I sang nor I sung
I can cut a man to shreds, or break a tree my tongue
Got my face on a poster, wanted dead or
Reward "duckies" four thousand or five
If you want to take the "duckies" wish a good luck
'cause I kill in cold bood and I give a fuck
Come or bring your posse, play brave and the bold
be rocking, cold shocking, 'till I'm 80 years old
Proud and I'm black, squeezers no slack
I'm even deadlier then PCP caine and
I'm the mercenary, killing punks at
I it when the brothers are acting ill
It's time to get busy, and ya'll
Word, I'm