Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

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

I destroy all you mcs till my mouth dry
Or one of us die
I'm in motherfucker's head like b-r-a-i
N, I spit one, then again
I turn like a cobra and spit it at his friend
You niggas of me, oh that's so gay to me
Shot a nigga for shaking my hand too long, don't play me
I make wanna be hard and thugged out
Baggy pants and (? ) looking all bugged out
So let me tell you what a about
When I walk into a it becomes dog day afternoon
And niggas the fuck out
Bring ya rabbit's foot, I'll your luck out
I'll kill all you niggas and pull a navy 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 would see any one of you
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, nigga
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 I stand with two fours in my hand
I back the running man
I hear in my head that say "bumpy can't, damn"
So when I hear say I can't do something, I get pissed off
Cause I'm poke-man, digging your off
Trying to find the main vein that your exist off
Real niggas for my flow
Like they waited for mandela to
So all these phony ass niggas out know
Your faker than a nigga fronting like his back got
At a fender bender - I her, send her
She'll flip ya, so them up in ya
She know you like it on belly, got them gays up in ya
So I say: la di da di, shoot up your party
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, you'll get the tek

Come on! get the off me, nigga

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

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, your body all dotty
Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, leave ya forehead all
You can't spit on the tracks that I spit on
You niggas are of the type of niggas I shit on
You wanna ride my get on
I'll take you so many one sided singles
Ain't no joints to sin on
rap niggas are mi-dad (? ) on
How do you niggas ride in the car with nigga,
With that on?
I'm and tired of nore and his "what, what, what"
some rhymes, nigga, or get his shit up up up
I'll beat you your face is made ugly like biz
If you ever open mouth to ask me what a memph bleek is
This week is, bumpy week
And be that the bad kid from the neighborhood made it
The album you dropped, kid, hate it
Man the only thing do for your life, nigga, is complicate it
So at me with that sideways twisted talk
I'll put the 4 pound in your mouth, b, and lift thoughts
I'm the nigga in new york
So shut your fuckin mouth up when I talk
Come on, I make run reverend walk
And kill female mcs like a chicken
It's knuckles, baby, ha!

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya me, nigga? !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
bumpy knux, nigga what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you hear me !?
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)