Luyện nghe bài hát Massacre

Yo, mic check, its StrayDawg. an intro , man! C'mon LETS GO!

Yo it's my first bar so call it the of the end //
I jump on stage and don't kill it ? Y'all niggas //
Shit so thriller call me a killer, I'm barbaric //
Trynna join the HipHop stream, climbin' pillar hustlin iller //
I come bursting combustion by my rhymes //
I'd be in for a lifetime if beats was a crime //
Put a bomb in your girl's womb, fuck her a dog's dong //
Or I could get her a stick if she likes it long //
My be strikin' at em' hard, tearing your heart apart //
Get a knife and make up a couple of slices, CHRIST! //
I say it with pride but you peeps don't match my specs //
To you, my sound complex and give you hecks //
Cause everytime I spit, I make sure I go hard, I'm a T-Rex //
You bitches got skills, ask people, they know my drill //
Goin be famous, like Benjamin Franklin on a hundred bill //
These motherfuckers me to spit it slow, FUCK NO //
Nigga my frozen flows are than your 100-GOs //
you, mummify you and leave you to rot //
Piss on the decayed that I caught thats what i thought //
Bitches I'm wicked, I already preordered ticket //
'Sir, Are you up for this one visit?' Yes! I ticked it //
Look at my ballsack as I tell girl to lick it //
With her tits I'm playing cricket?!! Fuck that, Yo it //
It's about time that I drive off the Grand with 6 bitches trapped in the back of a Caddilac //
You droppin' a track sounded whack like fucking acrobats their asses on a gigantic jumping jack //

:- (x2)
Yo, Let the game begin, but I am here so call it a
It's a lyrical of rappers, so call it a MASSACRE //
You getting killed, it's not TRAGICAL, it's just a //
This magical RADICAL causing this fucking //

You niggas degraded stop fucking D rated shit //
It was just one verse and you been raided //
Your mind is faded like you have heavily sedated //
Yeah motherfuckers, its my 2nd bar and i it as i laid it //
i know you got a dick..up ass hahahahahahahahahahha //
im cold hearted like took a bath from n2 gas //
skin you alive, cut out ur inners and eat em a bowl //
out the D.O.G backwards, and call me S. God //
muthufuckas my dog's pee your are the Dawg's prey //
situation getting tighter its the arrival of rhyme writer //
You're just a bunch of amateurs, you immature, I'm mature//
Yo I'm killin' it, I'm sick and this sickness of got no cure //
Putting you in a fucking dungeon and it, pull my glock out and cock it //
Noobick niggers getting their heads popp-ed I got a fucking and you should never cross it //
Unless you got nothing to for, yeah that'd be a fucking sour //
Man I'm gettin bored of killing whores //
Dawg on the mic like death knockin' at door//
I just need a pen and a pad, be writing my own fate //
Seen many like you cocksuckers, but kept the mindstate //
skills of 9th grade? The won't fade they escalate //
I'm trynna not to get late to be great, mate //
Look at em' rappers getting killed, it's a sad //
to these bars like its a fucking lyrical miracle //
That's right! I strike I'm kinda like on a mic //
I love an underdog it strenthens me to fight //
Okay, nuff with the dark side, I would just shoot you in the //
but it doesnt seem right, Imma hold a bullet in my hand //
and your head in the other hand, get a knife, put a hole in your //
mind, and imma put the bullet in it, get you 69 (bitches) //

:- (x2)
Yo, Let the begin, but I am here so call it a MASSACRE//
It's a assasination of rappers, so call it a MASSACRE //
You getting killed, it's not TRAGICAL, it's just a //
This RADICAL causing this fucking MASSACRE //

No margin lines on this paper, no limit to these fucking //
I'm insane from the membrane, tongue's like a caged bird //
These words be Samurai Swords coming out of my cords //
Nigga guns and selling drugs doesn't make you a thug //
So fags come to tell me who i am on my Facebook page //
Show whatchu got, get your shit together lay it down on a //
Taking ever single headshot like im on a rampage //
I aged but I'm fully grown I'm killing these newborns //
Peeping toms who got nothing else to do but watching //
My pen? Man It's a Tsetse stinger, call me the death //
Get off ended, it's a rule fool, gets the finger //
Yo, I'll be DJ'ing and laughing right to your coffin //
call this a ritual of real hip hop, I'm fucking scoffing //
Beware I know all your motherfuckers I could be its exposer //
Get a life and keep up with your own bussiness losers //
I say what I wanna say, if I offended you, I can't apologize //
Trynna' acknowledge my mistakes, probably won't //
I'm these lasses in their asses, never try to mess with me //
Yeah I said never mess with me, cause I'll a murder to confess you see //
I kill niggers as I pull em' triggers, em' haters I'm the greatest!
Let's slow down the pace so these faggots could some shit //
Wanna wipe y'all off the earth's face cause you a disgrace to race //
shit so whack wanna get you dead ressurect you and kill you again //
Spitting these they strikin' at you like irreversible curses, striking so hard you'd be needing doctors and nurses!