Luyện nghe bài hát Scrap Metal (with Big Rube)

the real...
Hip hop... hey...

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As I lay
Wondering why we so emotionless (scrap metal)
My focus is not to be the brunt of the joke in (scrap metal)
Still so I'm still a toy
You afraid so I'm still a boy (something for you haters)
But as my soul (something for you haters)
Seen solstices and plenty-a equinoxes
Some if any think we equal not God does, but cause laws force them
But what are laws if you don't enforce
Unless you get it on
It's suspense and mystery than a Presidio tape
Investigation more than a kid video tape
It's civil liberties rape, in of Liberty shape
The American offense you watch for the headfake
Well with Sam I ain't
Three in this paint will make any outside shooter faint
for you to blink
So when you wake up and can't wake up, you know exactly who to

[Hook -
Oh yes I'm sure, yes I'm
I don't care
Anything, anywhere, anytime, any
Let's do this and get it over with
run a boxcutter 'cross your face
I got niggaz here, I got there
Ready to get if I make the call
I give a fuck if your problem is big or small
anyday I could say fuck it all - fuck it all!

Having with skill
My skill, never have to
Fuck dead 'em in grill
Yeah fuck for real
With a posse a-standing
Me and my raw chrome
Bucking at your dome
Ain't stoppin till the bullets
On that bull, no killa
Lay no shit round no
Stop touchin, my nigga I'll ya
And Jesus can't hear ya
+Thrill+ ya, like Jackson
Acting the time for action
Shell gun click out my and
Cee-Lo he strapped a Mac-10

for you haters... (and imitators)
for you haters... (and purpetrators)
the real... hip hop... hey...
for you haters... (any imitators)
for you haters... (and purpetrators)
the real... hip hop... hey...

See my words would be believeable, but brief
I would show you my teeth
You wouldn't even know you had any beef
But actually I'm angry about it and I haven't had any
Because of one little disrespect, it ultimately do the effect
Boy don't you that I could sit with my back to you
and still my gat to you, so natural
my eyes and breathe in, do that to you
And as far as anyone after you heh
The goes for anyone that run up in your name
I ya...

From the feet, the beat, the gat on the
And shouldn't surprise you, oh I've sold some pies to
Each any stone, since I'm obviously on
fifty to six-five thousand's been blown
I am something to see, yet I'm nothing to
I'll kill ya bout nothing, cause too much
I'll put the barrel to your momma belly and squeeze off two
So the world won't have to deal another fuck nigga like you
I ya...

for you haters... (and imitators)
for you haters... (and purpetrators)
the real... hey...
for you haters... (and imitators)
for you haters... (and purpetrators)
the real... hey... REVENGE!