Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

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

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

(can you, me? )
Can ya feel me, !?
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)

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

on! get the fuck off me, nigga

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

You ain't no thug, you ain't shot nobody
I'm wild like up north that ain't got nobody
I'll put the infrared on ya, leave your all dotty
Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, leave ya forehead all
You niggas can't spit on the tracks that I on
You niggas are scared of the type of niggas I on
You wanna my style? get on
I'll take you through so many one sided
Ain't no more to sin on
rap niggas are mi-dad (? ) on
How do you niggas ride in the car this nigga,
With shit on?
I'm and tired of nore and his "what, what, what"
Write rhymes, nigga, or get his shit up up up
I'll you till your face is made ugly like biz
If you ever open your mouth to ask me what a bleek is
This week is, bumpy celebrated
And be that the bad kid from the neighborhood made it
The last you dropped, kid, hate it
Man the only thing I'll do for your life, nigga, is it
So come at me with that sideways talk
I'll put the 4 pound in your mouth, b, and your thoughts
I'm the nigga in new york
So nigga shut your mouth up when I talk
Come on, I make reverend run walk
And kill female mcs a chicken hawk
bumpy knuckles, baby, ha!

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