Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

Vengeance is mine against enemy
And I will rise against thee with the of a
men
And in your fall, I remind you of an industry
to see me fail
There will be no against my rage
I approach you with no good intention
And reign on you like hell fire and destroy you!

I destroy all you mcs till my goes dry
Or one of us die
I'm in motherfucker's head like b-r-a-i
N, I spit one, spit again
Then I turn a cobra and spit it at his friend
You afraid of me, oh that's so gay to me
Shot a nigga for my hand too long, don't play with me
I make niggas wanna be and thugged out
Baggy pants and (? ) looking all bugged out
So let me tell you what a about
When I walk a room it becomes dog day afternoon
And niggas break the out
Bring ya rabbit's foot, I'll your luck out
I'll all you niggas and pull a navy hearse truck out
So save your ass verse for daytime talk tv
'cause return you and let you keep ya jewels and chalk bvs
My is dirty and skeevy
Man, I would see any one of you
If I was ray or stevie, ha!

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya feel me, !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's bumpy knux, what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you me motherfucker? !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

(? ) and wild
And I stand like I stand with two in my hand
I back the running man
I voices in my head that say "bumpy can't, damn"
So when I niggas say I can't do something, I get pissed off
Cause I'm poke-man, digging wrist off
Trying to find the main that turns your exist off
Real waited for my flow
Like they for mandela to show
So all these phony ass niggas out know
Your faker than a fronting like his back got hurt
At a fender - I call her, send her
She'll flip ya, so them up in ya
She know you it on your belly, got them gays up in ya
So I say: la di da di, I'll shoot up your
If you ain't by now, you'd better ask somebody
Niggas trying to cut my throat, I'm still spitting from the
If you still disrespect, still get the tek

on! get the fuck off me, nigga

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya feel me, !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's bumpy knux, nigga
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you me motherfucker? !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

You ain't no thug, you ain't shot nobody
I'm wild like niggas up that ain't got nobody
I'll put the infrared on ya, leave your all dotty
Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, ya forehead all knotty
You niggas can't spit on the tracks that I on
You niggas are scared of the of niggas I shit on
You wanna ride my get on
I'll take you through so one sided singles
no more joints to sin on
These rap niggas are (? ) on
How do you niggas in the car with this nigga,
With shit on?
I'm sick and tired of and his "what, what, what"
Write some rhymes, nigga, or get his up up up
I'll beat you till your is made ugly like biz
If you ever open mouth to ask me what a memph bleek is
week is, bumpy week celebrated
And be glad that the bad kid from the made it
The album you dropped, kid, hate it
Man the thing I'll do for your life, nigga, is complicate it
So come at me with sideways twisted talk
I'll put the 4 pound in your mouth, b, and your thoughts
I'm the wildest in new york
So nigga shut your fuckin up when I talk
Come on, I reverend run reverend walk
And kill female mcs like a hawk
It's knuckles, baby, ha!

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya feel me, !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
bumpy knux, nigga what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you me motherfucker? !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

(can you, me? )
Can ya feel me, !?
Can ya me, nigga? !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's bumpy knux, nigga
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you hear me !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)