Luyện nghe bài hát Slaughtahouse *

* This has two parts:
A. "The edge of hardcore rap; the most innovative stuff
for 1993" -- gangsta following the "Classroom" skit
B. Paula Perry introduces the Slaughtahouse

A:

(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
This is MC
And this is Ign-ant MC
And is our new motherfucking single
OUR NEW

This shit is called
Negro! Coming off our platinum LP
LP
_Shit's Real Killin' Dead_
Killin em
And this is how we rock shit for the nine-tray

Verse MC Negro

Here come the craziest on earth
Cutthroats, ever birth
Blood and are gonna spill
'cause it's murder murder, and kill kill kill
in my holster
Barb-wire rope, and I'll hang ya a poster
So when I grab my axe you drop
Cause I'm "swing swing swing, and chop chop chop" in the

Yeah, yo MC

Show niggaz what the dress code is

Verse Two: MC

Strictly Raiders and gear
Only wear and I don't know how to act
no more... so and take a chance and
Mess around the black Charles Manson
parts in the freezer
I'm not Jeffrey Dahmer but slaughta ya momma
So up the do'
To the Slaughtahouse, so I can kill a mo'

Yeahhh,
Yeah!
is MC Negro
And this the MC
And this shit is over here, motherfucker, real real
is the brand new LP, it's called _Brains on the Sidewalk_
on the sidewalk!
And all we do now
Is murder murder murder, kill kill

Part B: Paula Perry, Ase

One two, one two
This is Paula and it's a brand new year
Time for the weak-ass,
No-skills, negative,
MC's to get shut
They're Slaughta'd!
[Lord Death to the wack MC's --> repeat 4X
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)
Too many suckas, too many wack gettin played
Too much money made, it's time for the wack to get slayed
Take these suckas to war Ase, em to war!

It's the jeep (ass niguh), it's the (ass niguh)
Whatcha about the jeep (ass niguh)
It's the jeep (ass niguh), the jeep (ass niguh)
we go, with the jeep (ass niguh) (Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)
Never hear me talking "I could a man!!"
Started making but I'm still a fan
I'll take you down, I break your
I make you frown, I the town
Tick, check it out tock I rock your block
Got the dialect in stock
With the boom, bashin, drum is smashin
and crashin your bedroom walls, and mashin
Dashin, man the kick, that be flying
don't be trying, this trick cause I'm scien-
-tifical, ninety-nine wanna kill
to ill, you couldn't find their brains with a drill
it...
*sound of a
a funny little house!]
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)

Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, it's a playpen
to my Slaughtahouse, there's no escapin
This is the where freestyling skills
are sharp like axes, and get the chills
is the cash, like the rash you'll be itchin
for the green and, everybody's talking they're mean and
crazy, oh baby, you're ready, for yo
Make me, a poster, holdin, a
I can be the (man)
I can be the (man)
Cause they see me the gun in my hand
I, am not, down the standard
The man did, not do, what other man did
Candid, just like the man Funts
And there's nothing than, a rapper when he fronts
So throw hands up in the air
If you really don't
about the man's life, you get the chair
In the
price a rapper must pay]

Whassup kid you hear that new album _Brains on the
Yeah FAT right?
Yeah I that part
MURDER MURDER MURDER, and KILL KILL
Yaknow that's what all about
Yeah I'm be just like that when I grow up
You I ain't?

[Lord
This is a brand new year for heads to start burstin
Ase, Incorporated
Ase, Digga, Shiloh, Eyceurok, the Brooklynites
And the Builder
Watch your black man
Your biggest enemy's in the
Long is the road to freedom self-destruction
The Slaughtahouse, death
Death to the *faggot-ass* average wack
And death of the original man, killer man