Luyện nghe bài hát Slaughtahouse *

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

A:

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

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

Verse One: MC

Here the craziest niggaz on earth
Cutthroats, since birth
Blood and are gonna spill
'cause it's murder murder, and kill kill kill
Chainsaw in my
rope, and I'll hang ya like a poster
So when I grab my axe you better
Cause I'm "swing swing, and chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse

Yeah, yo MC

Show these niggaz what the code is

Verse Ign-ant MC

Raiders and Kings gear
Only wear black and I know how to act
no more... so come and a chance and
around with the black Charles Manson
Body in the freezer
I'm not Dahmer but I'll slaughta ya momma
So up the do'
To the Slaughtahouse, so I can a little mo'

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

Part B: Perry, Masta Ase

One two, one two
is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year
Time for the weak-ass,
No-skills, negative,
MC's to get down
gettin Slaughta'd!
[Lord Digga] to the wack MC's --> repeat 4X
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse!)
Too many suckas, too many wack records gettin
Too much money bein made, it's for the wack to get slayed
Take suckas to war Ase, take em to war!

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

Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, it's a playpen
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, no escapin
This is the place freestyling skills
are like axes, and suckas get the chills
Drum is the cash, like the you'll be itchin
for the and, everybody's talking like they're mean and
crazy, oh baby, ready, for this yo
Make me, a poster, holdin, a
I can be the (man)
I can be the (man)
Cause see me with 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 nothing worse than, a rapper when he fronts
So your hands up in the air
If you don't care
about the next life, you get the chair
In the
[The price a rapper pay]

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

Digga]
This is a brand new year for motherfucker's heads to burstin
Ase, Incorporated
Ase, Lord Digga, Shiloh, Eyceurok, the
And the Floor
Watch your back man
biggest enemy's in the mirror
Long is the to freedom from self-destruction
The Slaughtahouse, breeds
Death to the *faggot-ass* average wack
And of the original man, turned killer man