Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

Welcome to misery punk, we rooted in this
You what I'm sayin'
KCMO, KCK, you know what I'm
how we do it, Tech N9ne in this place
Trying to a record, say what

Welcome to misery the killers pop it up
When I say pop it up I mean deal it at the of the gun
We can do it if want it, where the rapper niggas
They clappin' up and now tell everyone

Misery loves so we done with thee
Enemy when it be energy me the route
My negativity trippin' wit me, you runnin' for life
you ran your mouth, mouth

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether fame or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in and it's a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and it's a
you came and got drained
And listen man stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

Find the to murderers monologue of a minute
out of a sinister formidable place
I can let you know the in's and the out's and I can it wicked
Twisted and you can see by the look of my

me the mic and I'ma mangle it, tangle it
Definitely the see that I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to a mockery of a city who
'em and block 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous

Came to get with it, bang with it
Stop and get a untamed with it
Get the chopper like a ya bully with a hoodie
Soon to get up and take him out or split cane it

the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise? Killers who you
We gotta stop you, pop you partner, you
Get up outta the way when N9ne be bustin'

Gotta give it up I'm a veteran Edison
I'ma light 'em up and get in your head
I'm better than ever, never let 'em
Invest it, be fed it it separated

Hit the mic and we buy a little medicine I'ma
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
Automatic kickin' the
the competition know it ain't nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
Damagin' and everybody you know we on a mission

Listen to me, how can I make you understand I'm a
Even if you poppin' the in minimal
Can't see the
And you can bet that we

The thing inside of me keep on me when to go
So I'ma keep reppin' the Choppers freakin' flows
And I'm about to be up on top of and truly be bustin'
Beggin' for mercy you punk I ain't givin' you nothin',

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
it's fame or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It ain't no we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and it's a
That you and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

Never worry we be the best whenever take the bite
talkin' about women, I'm talkin' about paper
Be caught in a dilemma after the sin, already
They're wounded, they're competition for sure

The killa must be like a damn brettin' made company
Tough with or with the Baretta tucked right my sweater
And we hide it in the lot the blood of my killas
Be keepin' the apartment, you tight but my dealers are better

We keep a chopper a blender eatin' boys up for dinner
The Guillotine will chop your hands of and throw 'em out the
We're too critical for you well walkin' away lookin' so ridiculed
Why ADDB we be the number one

they come to the street whats the post on the block
For the killa liftin' my middle finger up to the cop
So on the way to the we go 'bout makin' another hot track
They be lovin the way that we spin it we try commentin' lots

And approach to the of a soldier
My is the my cultural future
I split like atomic and MOY I'ma fond of make
Me and my killer guerrillas willin' we're the corner boys

They to battle 'cause they want our position
But they ain't never gettin' in it, because the music is here
Like I told you we're number one dealin'
We'll with them to the top
And then we'll stop till get the millions

In the hone of the century they walkin' the limbo
Chemistry you can never with them
Thinkin' inside that they either be as a mean ever

You can try to read us, you can try to us
Try to get your speed up but it ain't gon'
'Cause after we get bustin there gon' be no laughter
We takin' the network, Tech N9ne is the master, master

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
your brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
your brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We in pain and it's a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

(Yelling my out loud)
I get to the city, get the cane
your brain 'cause I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
Leave 'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a style

And I'm impressionable now, just so ya
I 'em sweat 'cause I'm best with the flow
Whenever you wanna flex, we can go, keep stressin' your
And I'd rather you dance on the floor

Midwest's gonna flow like, flow with the more strike
'Cause the energy is the
I can tell you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we like with the more strike with the fire

Baby, now you to say it off
'Cause I'm on heindig and bustin'
Like your sendin' your now
Irritated with the haters that be comin'
So I kick it like a brother but a African style

Meetin' with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a so
And no need for a doctor my bod work
Late in yo nerves straight 'cause they caught ya
Hands when I popped ya, now

Let's take a trip to the back of your real
Strange with the mettle to ill skill
Public outnumber howlin' with the was real screwed
Get down 'cause the talks be farce and big wheels

Talk with it, let me act you get tough with it
When they talk, come out of truck's
Often crane's, you know
Killers gonna be devoted to leavin' yo bodies

But really you can't get down, is it? An exchange problem
'Cause I'm bustin' it's like a full heart stopper
Dalima, Tech N9ne, Kaliko D-Loc
Rippin' up with the flow 'cause we Choppers

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
Whether fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
That you and got drained
And man, stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane

nigga you better act right, get right
'Cause I'm the baddest nigga hookin' up the fastest bad-ass's
Hit you the lyrical, lyrical miracle whip incredible
Like to knock the head of a

Diggy, diggy down what'cha piggy
At the c-c-clownin' house Is bound for your town diggy, diggy,
And if you lookin' for the it can be found
With the nigga the crown, are you really with me?

And when you it then nigga then zip it
De-zip it, you want to reposition your pivot
When we write it and spit it we somebody get it
And if they wont' hear it go live and forgive and forget it, stop

I write and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the
we travelin' when were diggin' it
I'll about the things that I'll be doin'
a scoop and I pop my mouth free stylin'

But the with you and you and you
And I can with the drop of the Caribou
And if they see me pop and their with you and you
And I won't hesitate to you until you, what they do with you?

And if you lookin' for the betterer the to combust
You got the gun for fun
And if you throw people some black
When you 'em on the check-amo, they putting down the gun

That Dalima is a chopper, D-Loc a
That N9ne's a chopper
Kaliko knock your block off
You never see it and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

'Cause is more than breath we
And we come in headhuntin'
But we won't stop we get to the top
the way that we're Midwest Chop, ya

Strange music bitch, years of excellence
T on T and N, 9 and E, numbers bitch
Now from us to you, Tech collabo's
Welcome to Misery Loves Company, and for all the
Fuckin' peasants, you, mother fucker, figure it out