Luyện nghe bài hát Some Shit

Yo, this shit here, is some shit, some serious shit

Yo, the fact I'm down with Def Squad's hard to determine
Till you see me hoppin' out the coupe E Sermon
Or out the Keith Murray suburban
Or hoppin' out the Lex with Redman, wildin' and cursin'
My thought is mysterious like the lochness
My furious mindset is
shit like a carnivorous militant prehistoric monster

Comin' to stomp all you hip-hop conference
Landed in an unidentified object
you into an unidentified frying carcus
The smell of raw make you nauseous
Acidest arsonist, burnin' your to carbon and phosphorus
My metaphors like after haircuts when
The alcohol is applied to the raw

So whoever battle get blasted
Get your teeth enamel shattered, shitted on like
You had a bad bitch, I left the twist
I stuck my dick in everything from asshole to the passage
Dug her out all day, then changed my DNA
Now she got to blame
I been raw, what the fuck you think I'm livin' for

me in jail, I'll do a prison tour
For wannabe hard niggaz, insecure
With they heads to big for they to support niggaz
Three in the plus me equal four members
An extra addition for any special force mission, man

these niggaz on some shit
Keith Murray, Canibus no stoppin' it uhh

Let me draw a description of what happened
I was rappin', niggaz got the scrappin', guns got the
Three-fifty-seven I was separated
bullets deflected metal, bodies decapitated
Gush, a got struck as I look

I caught the guy runnin' by with the metal hook
Blew his back open, blood on my face
A bitch 'cuz she seen I enjoyed the taste
The is that I split your melon
And feed it to the wit fried chicken wings

I'm wildin' for island, I turned and took Charles Ferguson
And open on any trains now
You may never know in your shadow
You punk ass niggaz just best stay
And hollow, if you wanna to see tomorrow

'Cuz ain't no sun out tomorrow
Yo, I might do something y'all might regret like
Blast you in face and disregard your vest
I'm and dissin' off of recognition and niggaz to listen
Just to let you pussies know how I'm

'Cuz I return the Jedi, with my dead eye
Leave niggaz to die, peace to niggaz up in
Oh-ah, this that type of shit that make them wanna wet it
up, got me ready to set it

Seems I steps aggression
To any bitch who think they nice in profession
What? What you think you're
I break your down to little fragments
The pain is permanent, so spare the embarrassment
Buck-fifty the face

Followed by knife wounds to the chest for you attempt to
I all you bitches flows is based around clothes
But Deja Vu got something for you hoes
Studio gangsta bitches I diminish ideas of beef
Before the even finishes
I wanna see red, from a chicken head

For I the fuck out like the grateful dead ha
This wild must run in my genes
Because my sister's in the
And my brother came home from green
I strike like the black widow, the underground radio
and still stack dirty ditto