Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

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

I destroy all you MCs my mouth goes dry
Or one of us die
I'm in this motherfucker's like B-R-A-I
N, I spit one, spit again
I turn 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 too long, don't play with me
I make niggas wanna be hard and out
Baggy pants and black (?) looking all out
So let me tell you a thug about
When I walk into a room it Dog Day Afternoon
And niggas the fuck out
Bring ya foot, I'll blow your luck 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 dirty and
Man, I would see any one of you
if I was Ray or Stevie, ha!

(Can you, me?)
Can ya me, nigga?!?
Can ya me, nigga?!?
(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 like I stand with two in my hand
I bring back the 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
I'm Poke-man, digging your wrist off
Trying to find the main vein turns your exist off
Real waited for my flow
Like they waited for to show
So all these phony ass niggas out know
Your faker than a nigga fronting like his back got
at a fender - I call her, send her
flip ya, so them craze up in ya
She you like it on your belly, got them gays up in ya
So I La Di Da Di, I'll shoot up your party
If you heard by now, you'd 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 me, nigga?!?
Can ya me, nigga?!?
(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)

You no motherfuckin thug, you ain't shot nobody
I'm wild like niggas up north ain't got nobody
I'll put the infrared on ya, leave your body all
Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, leave ya forehead all
You niggas can't on the tracks that I spit on
You niggas are scared of the of niggas I shit on
You ride my style? Get on
I'll take you through so many one singles
ain't no more to sin on
These rap 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"
some rhymes, nigga, or get his shit up up up
I'll you till your face is made ugly like Biz
If you ever open mouth to ask me what a Memph Bleek is
This week is, Bumpy celebrated
And be glad that the bad kid the neighborhood 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 that twisted talk
I'll put the 4 pound in your mouth, B, and lift thoughts
I'm the wildest in New York
So nigga shut your fuckin mouth up when I
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)
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)

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