Luyện nghe bài hát Red Rum - 1991

Yeah, yeah,
Time to get ill, my mic starts to
head is falling apart, and I start to rebuild
Your mind, your outta time, I'm out ya
a '74 the heavy metal hardcore
Back to the line
Suckers tried to mine
The seventh of death, and death to the peace sign
I start to mine
Now you cease mine
Shot another for holding up the peace sign
I got style, I got
Try to me, and I'll beat your ass
I don't say, I spray niggas
Like a '74, don't play
Down on the east side, my is Esham
Rollin' through your hood, and I'm ticking like a bomb
Ready to blow up, ready to go up
nigga's head, for some shit, he done said
A homicidal killer, a nine in my hands
Now you get to ride in the
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Dig this, a crazy brother, on a crazy, tip
Mother fuckers raw, boy you'll get pistol whipped
Whipping out my mini-mag, niggas up
Bullet proof on my chest, now what's up?
Doing it, like a
and stones is played
Who's get fucked up, I got a gun, you got a blade
I'm no shit, Reel Life product is legit
Your fiendin' for my tape, like a wants a hit
is at your doorstep waiting on the one
The is in the shell, and he comin' out a gun
Going off on niggas, like I just based the
Take a nigga's life, cuz I'm just the
It's a doggie dog world, and I'm the pit
And a jump crazy, bite his ass in a minute
I'm partners the devil, taking nigga's on a hell raise
Brothers thinking, I've been dead for
Beat your ass up, and you bleeding in the gutter
You said I was a sucker, mother
Now dead, with a busted head
No one seen or heard of ya
Talking that trash, you get a ass
No one fucks with a
don't diss, cuz they scared of us
I'm nigga that make your nightmares come true
I'm not dead, but I'm can still haunt 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
Myers, the crucifiers
My gets cursed, when worse gets worse
Comin' to get ya, I hit ya done
Die, and go to hell, and come as my son
Down on wax, with the killer
Get so dope, I'm like a of crack
Homicide is on my side,
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