Luyện nghe bài hát Some Shit

Yo, the fact that I'm down wit def hard to determine
Till you see me out the coupe wit e sermon
Or hoppin out the keith suburban
Or hoppin out the lex wit redman, wildin and cursin
My process is mysterious like the lochness
My mindset is complex
Killin shit a carniverous millitant 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 bones to carbon and phosphorus
My metaphors sting like after when
The is applied to the raw skin
So whoever wanna battle get
Get teeth enamel shattered, shitted on like pampers
You had a bad bitch, I left the twist
I stuck my dick in everything asshole to the nasal passage
Dug her out all day, then changed my dna
Now she got to blame
I been spittin raw, the fuck you think I'm livin for
Throw me in jail, I'll do a prison
For hard niggaz, insecure niggaz
Wit heads to big for they neck to support niggaz
in the squad plus me equal four members
An extra addition for any special mission
Man

sermon]
Ain't these niggaz on some
Keith murray, ain't no stoppin it uhh

[keith
Let me draw a brief of what happened
I was rappin, got the scrappin, guns got the clappin
degrees I was separated
Have bullets deflected metal, bodies
Gush! a nigga got struck as I
I caught the guy runnin by wit the metal hook
Blew his open, blood gushed on my face
A fainted 'cause she seen I enjoyed the taste
The case is I split your melon
And feed it to the wit fried chicken wings
I'm for long island, I turned and took charles ferguson
And open fire on any now
You may never who's in your shadow
You punk ass niggaz just best stay
And hollow, if you wanna to see tomorrow
'cause no sun comin out tomorrow
Yo, I might do something y'all niggaz might regret
Blast you in face and disregard your vest
I'm pissin and dissin off of recognition and to listen
Just to let you pussies know how I'm
I return like the jedi, wit my dead eye
Leave niggaz to die, to niggaz up in bed-stuy
Oh-ah, that type of shit that make them niggaz wanna wet it
up, got me ready to set it

vu]
Seems I wit aggression
To any bitch who think they nice in profession
What? what you your wrecking?
I break your stlye down to fragments
The pain is permanent, so spare the embarassment
Buck-fifty the face
Followed by knife to the chest for you attempt to retaliate
I noticed all you flows is based around clothes
But deja vu got for you stankin hoes
Studio gangsta I diminish ideas of bringin beef
Before the thought finishes
I wanna see red, from a chicken head
'for I wild the fuck out the grateful dead
This wild style run in my genes
Because my sister's in the
And my brother just home from green
I strike the black widow, through the underground radio
Kiddo and still stack dirty