Luyện nghe bài hát Kill

Aw, nigga thought he me?
Alright, cool, we'll see

1]
Strict top of the crop
Crushin' muthafuckas like in a mosh pit
Dollar cents since shit, I ain't lost it
It's in a fuckin' jar with guitar and bar spit
Bar spat, past tense, warriors of
Fuck lame, get it your brain like dad's dick
Go ahead, stab a friend, him that I'm back, bitch
Earl bastards with milkiest asses
Take a firm standin', on the tracklist
Earl half the reason the fantastic
gettin' comfy on the couch, I ain't havin' it
Kickin' gluteus maximus, killin' on accident

Just watch, kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma 'em all
Just watch, I'mma 'em all
watch, off 'em!

2]
Off 'em, no off days, no debates,
Box logo, and cocaine
In my back pocket, take on vacation
The switch from Heartbreak to Bates quick
Rippin' out braids bare hands amazes
The crowd, go crazy, raised, I'm laced with
Swag by the eighth in you wanna taste it
Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK
angel, crack Christ 'cross the face
With erasers and use God as his replacement
Super Saiyan with ruthless
Eat puss, sweet puss got my decayin'

3]
Now pan the cameras to me and Pamela's
Amateur threesome Hannah Montana's manager
And Miley me sandwiches for my stamina
And Santa's in the back cause my back's crampin' up
Mrs. Claus trippin' balls, she had enough
And by enough I mean we dope as fuck, she had a of us
than your man because I'm lampin' up
At the airport smokin' hash all the fuckin' baggage handlers
like the muthafuckin' aqueducts
Odd Future Gang, fag damagers, bitch, eat a dick