Luyện nghe bài hát Misery

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

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

If you ever
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, I'll put you, put you, Put you out of your misery
I'm a vet
I'll put you out of misery
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) brain (brain)

My split is like Michael's knife
I admire your Freddy Crouger then dream your
My brain is too deep, I can think
And kill death itself in one of lines
Lyrically, rappers aren't better me
Cause I'm hard in this rap
You lighter a feather to me
So with it
It's the in me that'll blast at your afterlife
Until your ass is in peace
Muthafucka, you want it with a gangsta
16 shots and my little brother shank ya
Thank ya, No ya
Boy ya hands with ya head
up and I'll bang ya
I hear you but you aint bit shit
My dig through
They 'em hollow tips
It's a killa season and you aint shit
Misery Kompany, now a complimaent bitch

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

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

If you ever
I'll put you out of 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
I'll put you out of misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your
You bout to make me (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)