Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

Vengeance is mine against mine
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 approach you no good intention
And reign down on you hell fire and destroy 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, then spit
Then I 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 with me
I make wanna be hard and thugged out
Baggy pants and black (?) looking all out
So let me tell you what a about
When I walk into a it becomes Dog Day Afternoon
And niggas break the out
Bring ya rabbit's foot, blow your luck out
I'll kill all you and pull a navy hearse truck out
So save wake ass verse for daytime talk TV
'cause I'll return you and let you keep ya jewels and BVs
My is dirty and skeevy
Man, I see any one of you niggas
if I was Ray or Stevie, 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 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 say I can't do something, I get pissed off
Cause I'm Poke-man, digging your off
to find the main vein that turns your exist off
Real waited for my flow
Like waited for Mandela to show
So all these phony ass niggas out here
Your faker than a nigga fronting like his back got
at a fender bender - I call her, 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 party
If you ain't heard by now, you'd better ask
Niggas trying to cut my throat, I'm still spitting the neck
If you disrespect, you'll 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 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 motherfuckin thug, you 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 6 and 7 piece ya, leave ya forehead all knotty
You niggas can't on the tracks that I spit 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
These rap niggas are (?) on
How do you ride in the car with this nigga,
that 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 your face is made ugly like Biz
If you ever open your to ask me what a Memph Bleek is
This week is, Week celebrated
And be glad that the bad kid from the made it
The album you dropped, kid, hate it
Man the only I'll do for your life, nigga, is complicate it
So come at me that 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 a chicken hawk
Bumpy 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 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, what?
on!
(Can you, can you, me?)
Can you me motherfucker?!?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)