Luyện nghe bài hát Lie, Cheat, Steal

[Verse 1:
from the loosie drift
Hold it like a
from the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a of bein' excellent the median just dope
Like the of heroin to laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken, demanded pure devotion
Get magnetized to the while the falcons of murder close in
I chose to go guano, know, kinda bat shit
The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me
I'll tea bag a piranha tank, heart beatin'
A wild one who'll like directly after he's eaten
While holding a toaster oven that's plugged a fork in it
Cause by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it?
Shoulda been a dentist, mom it
Pain's the way my craft expresses
in a little shop of horrors that I can't even afford to rent in
Where's the
Wanna talk shop I can chop it up exacto touch, whats the rush?
skin flaps, tag em up
I don't brag enough you de facto
A you new to the El Producto milieu
like "fuck is you?"
I'm a little spot on a sun of lies
But I'm not too to say I'm the truth
I line the to catch blood like a Bateman
Nothing sacred I'll mace a pen
runner bitch make the name stick
Not for sale but I'm payments

[Hook: Mike]
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win

[Verse 2: Killer
I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no
I'm here to pain the whole game, the Excedrin
Good pussy, good marijuana that be my
And I'm a of MJG and the Weathermen
A revolutionary on my adversaries
And I love Dr. but violence might be necessary
Cause when you on MLK and it gets very scary
You might have to pull AK, send one to the cemetery
We overworked, underpaid, and we
They love us, they us (why?)
we feed the village
You really made it or just a prisoner of privilege?
You willing to share that that you've been given?
Like who really run
Like who really run that man say he run this?
Who who really run that man say he run this, run run run run this?
who really fund this?
Like who fund who say he fund this?
Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the "you come" list?
Now be silly
Who the fuck gon' bully me if I got a
If I got a billi and the recording me I'm like who cares
What I wouldn't be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin'
So the question is when Don's at home with that traitor ass bitch
Who's that voice on the side of the phone shakes and rattles his bones?
Could it be the man behind the man behind the man the throne?

Everybody it
Everybody it
Everybody it