Luyện nghe bài hát Spaz Out

[Intro: Clip from
Messenger Boy: The Thesselonian youre fighting hes the man Ive ever seen. I wouldnt want to fight him.
Achilles: why no one will remember your name.
[Verse 1:
We the poisonous boys in the
Poised to deploy you, alien barbarians raging on roids
We the 89 Raiders, Bo Jackson in your
The wonder space hunter, Godless and atheist
Decepticon cannibals eating and chemicals
A robotic vampire fangs sinking into
Rowdy in the Audi, smoke from the tires
To burn my kingdom you use nuclear weapons
White started studying lessons
But with devils in the mental cant see our
Cut my way out the womb, homemade
(Man you up)
would give you that impression?
[Verse 2: Magnetic]
You were rushing in, tuck your chin
Knuckles friend, it in, cut your kin, puncture skin
Stuck up in the again
Im till they dug up in their motherfucking trunk again
Let em run ? witness that wasnt them
Ill fuck up your teeth cheap fronts
caterers, you never handled beef once
Nope, to soulfood, the vocal choke you
Now you cant me, youre not supposed to
Im close to the mezzanine melodies
Steadily ready to stab the riff from the melody
Telling me different Im riffing
Melons be dripping, wild, Melanie Griffin
Stiffing your body from the shotty, vision of Gotti
Living is probably sodomy
Prison lobotomy, the wrong people in your now
Jail dudes stand up, the king a head count
[Verse 3:
Im an animal activist, dog Im far from a
So Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to
What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? a number
I wonder why these younger rappers wont acknowledge their
I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like
Im real Jedi kid, you a toy like Tundra
You a scene out the 8 Mile, studio puncher
Run to the litter, spit a bullshitter
Im the definition of driven, the prisoners have
With visions of demolition and fission ammunition
Im wishing cannibalism was a tradition
I eradicate groups over Gladiator loops, listen
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You think you can me with ether?
When Im cooking something fresh and yall pizza
The make you move like doo-wop dancers
Im slicker, bust the blicker, then I backwards
You gonna see clouds but no it aint the intro
Fire and brimstone in each tenfold
You thought I was ill? Im ten googolplexes times
My raps are phonecalls from Hell so *69
You an actual queer, we put a in a bungie sling
Dummy, we catapulting
The worlds dangerous MC and Im him
C-dot Title, Im to be a problem
Your album sells like clothes at a nudist
Its the dude you that had that line about that Krueger glove
Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I
My main course is main source, barbeque sauce