Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, what
New York to L.A.
from Chile to
from New Ghandi to momma
we absolutly no fucks
fucka
natural serial murderers
mass murderin muderers
bitch, come and meet maker
J--
Im scary like Michael up close
I like diggin up dead
at me Im gross
my name's Violent J but you can me syphillis
the clap cause i infected this rap
you know if i could ever kill somebody
well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact how we met
I went up to kill him and he was the same shit
I out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was like come-on, is that 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 playa hated rapper
and the hated group together like woooo!

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

This aint no witch
beware
Ill pick ur motherfuckin brain with an
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im outta
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
last survivor with a mouth of cockroaches
I this hocus pocus
you're flying
like the last of the motherfuckin loafers
I'm the in the moshpit
2 axes come in
to Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with like spawn
in the blazin it up with explosive bombs
I spit like major cities at 11PM
while zipping bodies in the dungeon the line at GM
ice mixed with is the killers milkshake
here the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

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

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

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a that must come to us all
But how horrible to be alive
the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed with death
hands for blood!

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