Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

Welcome to misery punk, we deep in this
You know I'm sayin'
KCMO, KCK, you what I'm sayin'
That's how we do it, Tech N9ne in place
to produce 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 anybody it, where the rapper niggas
They clappin' up and now they tell

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

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

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in and it's a shame
That you and got drained
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 brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

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

the witness to murderers monologue of a minute
Come out of a sinister place
I can let you know the in's and the out's and I can spit it
Twisted and you can see by the of my face

Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it, it
Definitely the people see I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to make a mockery of a who
Pock 'em and 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous

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

Well the is right before your eyes
Who do you despise? who chop you
We stop you, pop you partner, you gawfin'
Get up outta the way Techa N9ne be bustin'

Gotta it up I'm a veteran like 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 then we buy a little medicine
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
Automatic the ammunition
Killin' the competition know it nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
everythin' and everybody you know we on a mission

Listen to me, how can I make you I'm a general?
Even if you poppin' the in minimal
see the killers
And you can bet that we

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

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

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

We can or we can bang
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 livin' in pain and a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

Never worry we be the best whenever somebody take the
Ain't talkin' about women, I'm about paper
Be caught in a after the sin, already coded
They're wounded, they're competition would for

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

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

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

And to the definition of a soldier
My opposition is the my future
I split like atomic and MOY I'ma fond of make
Me and my killer guerrillas willin' 'cause the corner boys

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

In the hone of the century they been walkin' the
Chemistry you can cross with them
Thinkin' inside that they be as a mean ever polite

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

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let's take a trip to the of your real guilt
individual with the mettle to ill skill
Public outnumber howlin' with the bro's was real
Get down 'cause the talks could be farce and big

with it, let me act like you get tough with it
When they talk, out of truck's bitichin'
Often there's crane's, you
Killers be devoted to leavin' yo bodies smokin'

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

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

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in 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 game we
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 a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, in your lane

Nigga nigga you act right, get right
'Cause I'm the nigga hookin' up with the fastest bad-ass's
Hit you with the lyrical, lyrical miracle whip
to knock the head of a several

Diggy, down what'cha piggy found
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 wearin' the crown, are you really me?

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

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

But the with you and you and you
And I can stop with the of the Caribou
And if they see me pop and their with you and you
And I won't to chop 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 attitude
you attack 'em on the check-amo, they putting down the gun

That is a chopper, D-Loc a chopper
Tech N9ne's a chopper
Kaliko knock your block off
You see it come and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

is more than breath we want
And we in here headhuntin'
But we won't till we get to the top
Givin' the way that we're Chop, ya

Strange music bitch, seven of excellence
T on T and N, 9 and E, real numbers
Now from us to you, Tech N9ne
to Misery Loves Company, and for all the haters
Fuckin' peasants, suit you, fucker, figure it out