Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone - 1996

You be dead, nigga?
Yeah you, you be dead?
Now how you lie 'cause I'll you
Yeah, kill ya

Lord forbid, I do a bid, I bid on a sucka's life
And if I did, be a jacknife
I'm out to kill a
be actin' silicone, still it's on, still it's on

In my darkest hour, I the glock
is certain, life is not
I got 13 ways, than 7 days
To change my wicked before I'm off to an early grave

One is drug related
Another murdered, premeditated
victim to what I stated
You understand me 'cause I'm dyslexic
My styles sick as anorexic

I don't sing church songs but shotguns
At 'cause I can't trust none
Break out the and bones
comes the ill ass nigga with the 357 chrome

And it goes on in my brain
I remain to bring the pain with the migraine
Niggaz with breasts snatch yo' heart out 'cho chest
And stand a 'cano possessed as I finish 'em
Your silicone leaks,

Nigga,

All I hear is your
screamin' out my name
I weigh my uzi on a beam
Unload my magazine niggaz can't me
Red rums all I hear so you wanna me

I pop niggaz like corns, niggaz like thorns
And I yawns at your funeral while your family
I'm not inclined to sympathize in my
I'll be glad when you in a body bag for bed

You afford this, all aboard this
Night train, come and ride the midnight brain
I need some I shot my therapist
He got me pissed, 'cause I'm nothin' but a straight

Idiotic, my voodoo's to a mad man
I'm down to put a in an arean
And I'm down for whatever, whenever,
Is clever whether forever or for

So test one mad motherfucker
If you do, sucker, I'm a pop yo silicone

Nigga,

My shit is wicked, niggaz bite it when I kick it
But I'm sick with this, it's so
I believe in God, so it's odd
time I bust ill shit, niggaz screamin' "Oh my God"

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And it's to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it stop it never did
The wicked shit'll never die, I have no alibi for murder,

I'm suicide 24-7
And like I told ass before it ain't no fuckin' heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to confess
I'm the one that put them in my moma chest

Premeditated always on my fuckin' mind
outlined chalk to walk the flat line
You wanna know what on in my maggot brain
It won't stop until the whole world my pain

Came in cold dependencies, tendencies
stress got me beggin' for eternal rest
I must to the real, I'm out to kill a clone
I pop tittie that's silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,