Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone - 1996

You wanna be dead,
you, you wanna be dead?
Now how you lie 'cause kill you
Yeah, kill ya

Lord forbid, I do a bid, I never bid on a sucka's
And if I did, be a jacknife
I'm out to kill a
Nigga be actin' silicone, it's on, still it's on

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

One more is related
body murdered, premeditated
Fallen victim to what I
You don't understand me 'cause I'm
My styles come as anorexic

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

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

Nigga,

All I is your screams
Somebody's screamin' out my
I my uzi on a triple beam
Unload my magazine niggaz read me
Red rums all I hear so you bleed me

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

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

Idiotic, my voodoo's to a mad man
I'm to put a slug in an arean
And I'm down for whatever, whenever,
Is whether forever or for never

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

Nigga,

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz bite it I kick it
But I'm sick with this, so ridiculous
I don't believe in God, so odd
Every time I bust ill shit, niggaz "Oh my God"

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And cocked 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 your ass before it ain't no heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm to never confess
I'm the one that put them slugs in my moma

Premeditated murder's on my fuckin' mind
Body outlined chalk to walk the flat
You wanna know what on in my maggot brain
It won't stop the whole world feels my pain

in cold dependencies, suicidal tendencies
Mental stress got me for eternal rest
I confess to the real, I'm out to kill a clone
I pop tittie niggaz silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,