Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Clown Posse, baby what
from New to L.A.
from to Greece
from New to your momma
we gives absolutly no
Motha
natural serial murderers
mothafuckin murderin muderers
bitch, and meet your maker
J--
Im scary Michael Jaskson up close
I like up dead bodies
look at me Im
my name's J but you can call me syphillis
gonorrhea the clap cause i infected rap
you wanna if i could ever kill somebody
well thats like askin Charlie Manson if ever been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill if I could only survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in 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
it's and to murder, you gotta have it in you
like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now
look at us natural
the world playa hated rapper
and the most hated group together woooo!

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

This no blair witch
bitch
Ill ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im captivity
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
last survivor with a full of cockroaches
I bring this pocus
you're flying
like the last days of the motherfuckin
I'm the redneck in the
2 axes come in
to answer Violent J, ya damn its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark darkman like spawn
in the dash blazin it up with explosive
I spit homicides like major at 11PM
while zipping bodies in the dungeon like the at GM
ice mixed with is the killers milkshake
here with the clowns the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

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

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

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

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