Luyện nghe bài hát Mind of a Sick Man

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[Mr.
It's the of the dark
Stalkin anybody talking about the
Tryin to blow it like if I was the
selling resident
Makin ends
Fuck being in Bailey
Boo I got to feed my
And maybe
You've havin dreams
Of this followin your steps
Where you may be
I'm SD bitch, southern Cali
homies run up in bunches
Beat you in the back of an alley
Call me
When you come my presence
If not they'll find your body in plastic
Like a present,
Gun Slangers I come from
big Woptown Crazies
Is the gangsters you run from
Confront me and suffer, critical
I'm lettin moma know you were a individual
pitiful to see a fool die like a bitch
But the way it goes
you're got up in the mix you trick

It's the of a sick man
But can you me
out to get me
Strap me and incarcerate me
You got to beat down or get down
Rules of the game and streets clown
2x]

[Mr.
Pack a bowl inhale the smoke and a stop
Cause in my of the block
We pack glocks and crops
If you cross my hood
It'd be crossin through
The Brumueta
Find your floating
With signs of strangled
I disable body's like a
em with an axe
With a high
I relax I smoke my crypto
Slang
On my hip I got my
You wanna be a
on fool don't make me whistle
Scitzo...
Eye lids slanted
wish granted
When I draw my

People say I'm
For my
Knock on your front
you answer
Find me
straight jackin
211 on my
of me
There passion for robbery
So
It's that I'm a mothafuckin nut
and simple homie
I just don't give a mad

[Mr.
Now fuck beatin around the
I smoke em
me a mothafucka that's a snitch
And choke em
In we soak em
no joke
I to make a mothafucka buckel
Give a sign and my boys rush you
In a
bags full of weapons and narcatics
4 Desert and a key of hydro-ponic
It's ironic pounds of
When I
The is full of gangstas
Fuck a rebel and
My is negative
So stop
If not it'll be relative
The one I'm
Blunted, wanted by America's
Cause the that I be rappin
Makes a fool wanna over...
Black roses hyptnosis
Send your your hand
As a gift paid postage
Now you it ain't no game
In my
Where the make it happen
And the hood get beat down