Luyện nghe bài hát Misery

Aye fam,
Man, you need to stop being so nice and
To these jugga head ass out here
They ruunin like they don't Strange is the lions den
we the muthafuckin kingz of the jungle
I'm in the chillin with this new piece of bootany the other night
You a nigga gonna give me a cd
about,
Mackzilla, tell Tech he come to the studio
And fuck us, or else...
I said, don't you punk brother ass know
This is Monopoly, don't nobody pass go and collect 200
we say so

[Tech
This
is musical massacre
Mammoth, my motive, mane
No us
muthafuckaz may mock
But on my millimeter
My miscous mo murda make millions mommies and mosh
This is pain, unforgettable thang
Is my talent
is the tyranny
Bang on you who never have respect for who ever
Pullin you pussies apart, My plain
In the dark when they
On my heat
you, I'm fed up
My fist for faggots and
Go tell your industry peeps that fuck peace
B is for
We bangin and blastin at
is ignorant
Get a of his lyrics
So rigorous, niggerous, delivery
Come with me, it'll be bitches and
Fuck me
And believe that we will put you out of your misery

If you disrespect
I'll put you out of your
Put you, I'll put you, put you, Put you out of your misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your
I'm a vet
I'll put you out of your
Put you, I'll put you, put you, Put you out of your misery
'Bout to me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) (brain)

My is psycho like Michael's knife
I admire your Freddy Crouger then your life
My is too deep, I can think alive
And kill death in one of freestyle lines
Lyrically, rappers better than me
Cause I'm hard in rap game
You lighter a feather to me
So with it
It's the devil in me that'll blast at afterlife
Until your ass is restin in
Muthafucka, you don't want it a gangsta
16 shots and have my brother shank ya
Thank ya, No ya
Boy rearrange ya hands ya head
Heads up and I'll ya
I hear you but you aint bit shit
My dig through
They call 'em tips
It's a season and you aint killed shit
Loves Kompany, now a complimaent bitch

If you ever
I'll put you out of your
Put you, I'll put you, put you, Put you out of your misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your
I'm a vet
I'll put you out of your
Put you, put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
You bout to me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)

This is misery, artillery for the killin spree
Hit the block, see the enemy, 'em off like a Kennedy
Ecstasy, and a lemon squeeze
You niggaz be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery
Rome to Italy, ridin on chrome
Yuk Godzilla, King ain't got shit on me
Riddle me, me, Which rapper gone snitch on me
When I shoot up his and put him out of his misery
They about the beef with Game and The Unit
Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang The Unit
Bo to Cashville
I'm makin it in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life
You'll you body slain in Houston, bitch
I'm on the block with that
Until the cop's out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream
The West Coast Don and City King
You ain't Tecca Nina, General in The Regime

If you disrespect
put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
I'm a vet
put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, put you, Put you out of your misery
You bout to make me (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) (brain)