Luyện nghe bài hát Inherit The World

Rappers with their styles and I left with their heads
Their crews became victim of the body dread
The is now mine, the world belongs to me
I carefully the extinction of all wack MC's

Now innocents must for my slaughter
My style will inherit the world, like water
Cover it like sauce, think about who
Niggaz minds was the reason for the MC

I'll be the first to admit, I'm on some shit
Two rappers stepped up and left and anorexic
I told humans I'd conquer and bomb

Now I alone and take care of my continents
A&R's used to ignore me, I was nice
Now it's no one here to write my life story
Ninety five rappers shelled pearls
Hit by genocide, I inherited the

Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God
Humanity gets crushed, with a style hard
Crews crumble up, under God

Humanity gets crushed, with a style that's
Crews up, under pressure God
gets crushed, with a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, pressure God

I alone, draggin' bags of bones
Slit my own wrists, and bleedin' out
Consider me the MC who lives
Rainin' hemlock on niggaz, yes, the God of the

The end of as you know it without a shotty
In the game of freeze tag, I touched everybody
Man's worst creation the bomb
Just exist in form, then I'm leavin' town tomorrow

If I done it, the world wouldn't be clean
Now I memorize rhymes, work on my machine
Nothin' shall or be conceived
They shoulda known, now it's on and the world's on knees

I relieved, free from their directions
Now I my reflection, ask rhetorical questions
My actions, they might mortals earl
I won't have that problem, I the world

Humanity crushed, with a style that's hard
crumble up, under pressure God
Humanity crushed, with a style that's hard
crumble up, under pressure God

Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
crumble up, under pressure God
Humanity gets crushed, with a that's hard
Crews up, under pressure God

Now put thought to the one
'Cause now I got mad to think about what I done
It's too quiet here, I'm my mentality
I'm actually and I'm startin' to see reality

No more hip hop, was I thinkin' of?
No more fat tracks and no to love
No incidents makin' black tighter
No more real MC's doin' time in the

No wreckin' shows, no gettin' biz
I fantasize and hear voices sayin' "Yo that was fat kid"
Nothin' to forward to day after day
So why write rhymes, who's gonna hear what I to say?

And if I do, gonna appreciate it?
Humanity terminated, I'm and I hate it
I it all, my crew and my girl
All because I had to the world

gets crushed, with a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, under God
Humanity crushed, with a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, pressure God

Humanity gets crushed, with a style hard
Crews up, under pressure God
Humanity gets crushed, a style that's hard
Crews crumble up, pressure God

Uhh, Mad Skillz, on
Peace out to everybody here
All the corpses, all the MC's