Luyện nghe bài hát Mind of a Sick Man

[Mr.
It's the master of the
Stalkin anybody talking the incident
Tryin to blow it like if I was the
Narcotic resident
ends daily
Fuck locked in Bailey
Boo I got to my baby
And lately
You've been havin
Of this mothafucka your steps
ever you may be
I'm from SD bitch, Cali
Where homies run up in
Beat you in the back of an alley
me Daddy
When you come my presence
If not find your body wrapped in plastic
a present, adolesence
Gun Slangers where I come
That big Crazies
Is the that you run from
Confront me and suffer, critical
I'm lettin moma know you a phony individual
It's pitiful to see a fool die like a
But that's the way it
When got up in the mix you trick

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

[Mr.
Pack a bowl inhale the and a don't stop
in my part of the block
We pack glocks and crops
If you cross my hood
It'd be crossin through
The Triangle
Find your body
With signs of bein
I disable like a cripple
Strike em an axe
With a high
I relax I smoke my crypto
Slang
On my hip I got my
You be a victim
Come on fool don't me whistle
Scitzo...
Eye lids always
wish granted
When I draw my

People say I'm
For my
on your front door
When you
Find me
Attackin jackin
211 on my
of me
There passion for armed
So
just that I'm a mothafuckin nut
Plan and homie
I just don't a mad fuck

[Mr.
Now fuck beatin the bush
I smoke em
me a mothafucka that's a snitch
And straight em
In blood we em
Ain't no
I to make a mothafucka buckel
Give a sign and my boys rush you
In a
Duffle bags full of and narcatics
4 Desert and a key of hydro-ponic
ironic pounds of chronic
When I
The place is full of
a rebel and rave
My is negative
So stop
If not it'll be relative
The one I'm
Blunted, wanted by America's
Cause the shit I be rappin
a fool wanna over... dose
Black roses after
Send your your hand
As a with paid postage
Now you it ain't no game
In my
the ballers make it happen
And the hoppers get beat down