Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

Vengeance is against mine enemy
And I rise against thee with 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 approach you 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 this motherfucker's head like
N, I spit one, then spit
Then I turn like a cobra and it at his friend
You niggas afraid of me, oh so gay to me
Shot a for shaking my hand too long, don't play with me
I make niggas be hard 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 the fuck out
Bring ya foot, I'll blow your luck out
I'll kill all you niggas and pull a navy hearse out
So save your wake ass for daytime talk TV
'cause I'll return you and let you 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 me, nigga?!?
(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)

(?) uncontrollable and
And I like I stand with two fours in my hand
I back the running man
I hear voices in my 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 wrist off
Trying to find the vein that turns your exist off
Real waited for my flow
they waited for Mandela to show
So all these phony ass out here know
Your faker than a nigga fronting like his back got
at a bender - I call her, send her
flip ya, so them craze up in ya
She know you like it on belly, got them gays up in ya
So I say: La Di Da Di, I'll up your party
If you ain't by now, you'd better ask somebody
trying to cut my throat, I'm still spitting from the neck
If you disrespect, you'll still get the Tek

Come on! Get the off me, nigga

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

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 niggas can't spit on the tracks that I on
You are scared of the type of niggas I shit on
You wanna ride my Get on
I'll you through so many one sided singles
ain't no joints to sin on
These rap niggas are (?) on
How do you niggas ride in the car this nigga,
that 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 beat you till your face is made ugly Biz
If you ever open your mouth to ask me 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 only thing I'll do for your life, nigga, is it
So come at me that sideways twisted talk
I'll put the 4 in your mouth, B, and lift your thoughts
I'm the wildest in New York
So nigga shut your fuckin up when I talk
Come on, I make Reverend Run Walk
And kill MCs like a chicken hawk
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 Knux, nigga what?
on!
(Can you, can you, me?)
Can you me motherfucker?!?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)