Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Them All

Yeah. This beat is crazy, out to me.
All you fuckin', uh, D League, peasant,
tier 98-ass rappers and 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 like 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 should reinvest it and go off
Off, off on you
I wonder why fuckin' grown men always talkin' like bitches
Y'all so obsessed with me, I've never talked to you bitches

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

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 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)

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

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

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 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)

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

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

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 to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

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