Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what
from New to L.A.
from to Greece
from New Ghandi to your
we gives no fucks
Motha
natural born serial
mass mothafuckin murderin
bitch, come and meet maker
J--
Im like Michael Jaskson up close
I like diggin up dead
look at me Im
my Violent J but you can call me syphillis
gonorrhea the clap cause i this rap
you wanna know if i could ever kill
thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail
I family, friends, myself
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only
I tried to Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met
I up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was like come-on, wait is a Stanley, where'd u get that
natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you
it's like a dick all up in you, although I now
look at us killas
the world most playa rapper
and the most hated together like woooo!

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This no blair witch
beware
Ill ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well my trilogy
Im captivity
rap cujo ya know my flow is
last survivor with a mouth full of
I this hocus pocus
flying away
like the days of the motherfuckin loafers
I'm the in the moshpit
2 come in handy
to answer Violent J, ya right its a stanley
in the shadows of the with darkman like spawn
in the dash blazin it up explosive bombs
I spit homicides like major at 11PM
while zipping in the dungeon like the line at GM
ice with blood is the killers milkshake
here with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical

mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in house
like puffin stout
break both arms, gun in your mouth
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bullets bust through the of your head ya die swift
wit tha clan, watch what you say
we kill niggas the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a show while you're with your ho
and crack your with a bottle of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun captain
brooklyn home of the gun clapping
gats get brung, niggas get
sons lose and mothers lose sons
I'm a

mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
To die is a fate that must come to us all
But how horrible to be buried
from the they shuffle eyes glazed with death
clawing for blood!

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya