Luyện nghe bài hát Red Rum - 1991

Yeah, yeah,
Time to get ill, my mic starts to
Your head is falling apart, and I start to
Your mind, outta time, I'm out ya mind
Like a '74 the heavy metal
Back to the groove
Suckers tried to mine
The seventh sign of death, and to the peace sign
I to release mine
Now you cease mine
Shot brother for holding up the peace sign
I got style, I got
Try to diss me, and I'll your ass
I don't say, I spray niggas
a '74, homey don't play
Down on the east side, my is Esham
Rollin' your hood, and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Ready to up, ready to go up side
Another head, for some shit, he done said
A homicidal killer, with a nine in my
Now you get to in the ambulance
Redrum, Redrum Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Dig this, a crazy brother, on a crazy, tip
fuckers claiming raw, boy you'll get pistol whipped
Whipping out my mini-mag, niggas up
proof vest on my chest, now what's up?
Doing it, like a
and stones is played
Who's gone get fucked up, I got a gun, you got a
I'm taking no shit, Life product is legit
Your for my tape, like a junkie wants a hit
is at your doorstep waiting on the one
The is in the shell, and he comin' out a gun
off on niggas, like I just based the pipe
Take a nigga's life, cuz I'm just the
a doggie dog world, and I'm the pit bull
And a nigga jump crazy, bite his ass in a
I'm partners with the devil, taking on a hell raise
Brothers thinking, I've dead for days
Beat your ass up, and you bleeding in the gutter
You said I was a sucker, mother
Now your dead, a busted head
No one seen or heard of ya
Talking trash, you get a busted ass
No one fucks with a
Niggas diss, cuz they scared of us
I'm that that make your nightmares come true
I'm not dead, but I'm death can still you
like Jason, but it's you I'm chasin'
And once I catch ya, I'm micin' and
Runnin' through mind like Loki
And the reason you see me, cuz I'm low key
I'm the Saturday shocker, flick routine
Showin' you shit, that you seen
Michael Myers, the
My verse gets cursed, when gets worse
Comin' to get ya, when I hit ya
Die, and go to hell, and back as my son
Down on wax, the killer tracks
Get so dope, I'm like a of crack
is on my side, suicide
Tried to get to this side, and
My def jam plays like a boom, boom,
Sending out disses, to it may concern
will learn, I take no time to burn