Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone - 1996

You be dead, nigga?
Yeah you, you be dead?
Now how you lie 'cause kill 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
Nigga be actin' silicone, it's on, still it's on

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

One more is drug
body murdered, premeditated
Fallen to what I stated
You understand me 'cause I'm dyslexic
My styles sick as anorexic

I don't sing songs but bust shotguns
At ministers 'cause I can't trust
out the skull and bones
Here comes the ill ass nigga with the 357

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

Nigga,

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga,

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

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And it's to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it don't it never did
The wicked never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I'm contemplatin' 24-7
And like I told your ass it ain't no fuckin' heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to never
I'm the one that put them slugs in my chest

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

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

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,