Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby
New York to L.A.
from Chile to
from New Ghandi to your
we absolutly no fucks
fucka
natural serial murderers
mass murderin muderers
bitch, come and your maker
J--
Im scary like Michael up close
I diggin up dead bodies
look at me Im
my name's Violent J but you can call me
gonorrhea the clap cause i this rap
you wanna know if i could ever kill
well thats askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could survive
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 pulled out a chainsaw, he out and ax
I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, u get that
it's and to murder, you gotta have it in you
it's like a all up in you, although I wouldn't now
at us natural killas
the world playa hated rapper
and the hated group 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 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 days of the motherfuckin
I'm the redneck in the
2 axes come in
to answer J, ya damn right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with darkman 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 blood is the milkshake
here the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

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

Disrespect me run in your house
puffin steam stout
break both your arms, gun in your
your teeth out with the nose of the fifth
bullets bust through the back of your head ya die
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
me bet tomorrow you'll be dead
catch you at a show while chilling with your ho
and crack your skull with a of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun groove
brooklyn home of the original gun
gats get brung, niggas get
sons lose fathers and lose sons
I'm a

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