Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone

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

Lord forbid, I do a bid, I never bid on a life
And if I did, it'd be a
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, less 7 days
To change my wicked ways before I'm off to an early

One is drug related
Another murdered, premeditated
Fallen victim to I stated
You don't understand me I'm dyslexic
My styles come sick as

I don't church songs but bust shotguns
At 'cause I can't trust none
out the skull 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 hear is screams
Somebody's out my name
I my uzi on a triple beam
Unload my magazine niggaz can't me
Red all I hear so you wanna bleed me

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

You can't afford this, all this
Night train, come and ride the midnight brain
I need some I shot my therapist
He got me pissed, 'cause I'm 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 whether forever or for never

So don't test one mad
If you do, sucker, I'm a pop yo silicone

Nigga,

My wicked is wicked, niggaz bite it when I kick it
But I'm with this, it's so ridiculous
I don't 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 cocked to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it don't it never did
The wicked shit'll die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I'm contemplatin' 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 in my moma chest

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

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

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,