Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone - 1996

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

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

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

One is drug related
Another murdered, premeditated
victim to what I stated
You don't understand me 'cause I'm
My styles come as anorexic

I don't church songs but bust shotguns
At ministers 'cause I trust none
Break out the skull and
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 I'll snatch yo' heart out chest
And stand like a possessed 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 so you wanna bleed me

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

You can't afford this, all aboard
Night train, come and the midnight maggot 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 slug in an
And I'm for whatever, whenever, however
Is clever forever or for never

So don't test one mad
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 with this, so ridiculous
I believe 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 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 fuckin'
I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to confess
I'm the one that put slugs in my moma chest

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

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

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,