Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Them All

Yeah. This is crazy, shout out to me.
All you fuckin', uh, D League, peasant,
98-ass rappers and little clickbait-ass journalists and shit,
y'all can my dick. I never even met y'all man,
y'all so obsessed.
I'm on some kill everybody shit, y'all!

Yeah, I've been withholdin', I really feel explodin'
pokin', provokin', I'm suffocating, I'm chokin'
The feeling that no one it, I just try to suppress it
I really need to express it, I really reinvest it and go off
Off, off on you
I wonder why these fuckin' grown men always talkin' bitches
Y'all so obsessed with me, I've never talked to you bitches

I'd run you over my Lambo, wouldn't stop for you bitches
I'm at my breaking point, I can wave and
And you'll start breaking joints so loudly, exclamation
Rappers takin' bribes, they be shavin'
I see the game from every angle, I be playin'
I be coach, I be playin' owner
I be fan, and I play promoter
Gettin' great from all the hate, y'all are hustling backwards
goes for anybody and any bum-ass rapper, pussy

Now you me no choice
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Any rapper can get it, I'm headshots, headshots
You can't talk to me if you can't out Red Rocks, Red Rocks
ten thousand,
watch mouth when you speak 'bout your superiors
Premeditated murder, I'm plottin' with my (Yes, oh!)
through you, chiefin' and eating fufu
We see what this dreamin' grew to, arenas in
Doin' streams I'm Hulu, label talks via Bluetooth
People do voodoo, this zoo is making me coo-coo

And fuck the media and the in this industry
The snakes and the lies and the in this industry
And fuck WWE-ass rappers
High school mentality, glee-ass
family ties, y'all say brother too much
Y'all get played by the same women, say you love her too much
And be runnin' from the truth, y'all take cover too much
I'm tired of this shit, man, enough is enough

Now you me no choice
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Rappers dissin' for attention the music ain't gettin'
I understand, it's frustratin' watching my ascencion
Watching arenas sell out, my plaques multiply
When you headline a tour, and when you drop they don't buy
But you got followers though, but what they for
But that's most of them are
fake, let me let your know
That y'all be payin' social media agencies twenty thou' every
to comment, like, and follow your account

It's all a front, are glorified Instagram entertainers
Got millions of followers, but can't even out your basement
Y'all antics and skits 'cause you can't drop a hit
Flashin' jewelry, posting lean, poppin' for clicks
In fact, you're with designers, costume shop carolers
of crackheads and clowns, bunch of Boondocks characters
Damn, y'all not scarin' us with your Internet loose
I be at the same festival and don't do shit

Now you me no choice
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Now you leave me no
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Man, I don't like that it's this easy to write whole songs and
about this type of shit.
Sometimes you gotta get it off your chest though.
I hope the understand that sometimes I really be tryna
leave this shit, man. I miss my old sometimes. Fuck it