Luyện nghe bài hát Job Well Done

Killer Mike and
Fuck boys know the combination healthy
Tell me if you the
hanging off my breath
Blowing smoke and I'm like I'm damn near death
If I died right now I would be so to death
They would have to say "That fat motherfucker fresh
God damn fat bastard, where that casket?"
But naw baby you get this here vertical
Every murderful
Surgical, painful,
And I'm taking off your fuck list personal
Woo, done let that fuckin' Mike out
It's like Tyson in the '80s, nigga snap and your lights out
It's Tyson in the '90s, if I'm losing take a bite out
I'm so motherfuckin'
So greedy, gritty
Mama said she couldn't breast feed 'cause I was at the titty
(Beast)

So I think we've our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've been through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?"
So I we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not afraid of hell
I've walking through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?"

Killer and El-P, fuck boys think about it
Fuck you gonna sell me, you know a thing about us
Women dosed with ayahuasca drum circle and about us
Dolphins prone to rape, will hear the and start to think about it
Monks won't immolate themselves until the hits the shelves
Yetis walk right out the woods to cop it without 'bout it
Workers at the kill they boss to how the vets drop
Worker ants their queen and chew the bitch's head off
dogs bark at the tour bus when it park
Priests take the cock out of their to hum along when the chorus drop
At the least we are the most beef and broc on your block
The bass make a whale off of the scream "Ya'll gotta stop!"
Used to be the new kid I grew into that new shit
Emperors hear the tunes admit that they are nudists
Move, we through 'em, we are ruthless
Mama said I leave the womb without a Yankee and some new kicks

So I think we've our bridges, but it's difficult to tell
I've walking through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?"
So I think we'll have to pay for this, but I'm not of hell
been walking through the ashes, saying "Didn't we do well?"