Luyện nghe bài hát The Stick Up

(Verse 1: D.Lector)

I was born wit a marvelous mind but no heart so start and die.//
Im the alive get picked apart, ripped out your karl kanis, I dot my Ts, cross my Is.//
like this boy? Shit boy thats hard to find send ya carcass flyin.//
Fuck a 9-5 im a cunt hair under 5 foot 9 blow up when the stars align.//
Dec 21st sure? im tellin you hurt.//
My worst work will leave you in the dirt twirp ya it first.//
Word to fuckin big tell ernie n bert ill murder a verse.//
and bury you next to it take it personal, jerk.//
My flows like a word search, but still ain't money.//
Thats why I call my two fist hand guns, get it
This is a up what I said it funny.//
Empty your pockets or a hostage ill kill everybody.//
I im nutty yeah buddy.//
Im ted bundy.//
The lector.//
But u can call me yessirrr.//

(Hook-Fade)
Yall shoulda known than to fuck with fade and danimal
Cuz we some that'll eat you like a cannibal
Fuck these whack rappers, we cut face off
And then we dispose of bodys with a chainsaw

(Verse 2: Fade)

It's and d lec
Mothafuckas know we next
Better some respect
Or we'll be liftin' you by v neck(bitch)
And I ain't even gotta say (what?)
We the greatest
Thats why your girl got us under get her wet on her playlist
nameless dawg you can gon' and meet the stainless
I'll take your composition book, it sideways and shove it up your anus
I'm locked up in a cage, and I'm shades like Johnny Cage
You wanna step to me? Cool, I'm and this is primal rage
Your gonna need some codes
Killin' yall is easy free throws
I take cheesy rappers and eat em' like Doritos
thru the peep hole
And I see D bites out of another victim
Better hide your wifes, better hide children
Rapper killers mane, name somebody was born iller
And you have to call me Mickey but im a Natural Born Killer
Kidnappin' these just to torture em, fuck a ransom
And i'll have my cronies murder them bitches, Charles Manson

(Hook-Fade)
Yall shoulda better than to fuck with fade and danimal
Cuz we animals that'll eat you like a cannibal
Fuck these whack rappers, we cut they off
And we dispose of there bodys with a chainsaw

(Verse 3: Fade)
I ain't finished what u thought this was over?
Talkin' shit to a like u musta' thought I was sober
I'm
I'll break your off right after I chug a king cobra
Down, forward,
Then it's
This the stick up
What you it was?
Weed, mushrooms, promethazine, you run all them drugs
Serial dawg and I ain't talkin' about no lucky charms
Ill grab your hand , rip it by your shoulders and then i'll you with your arms
to bear arms so I'm always wearing a wife beater
Mane yall fighting us ain't fair, but shit nethers life
Early morning stoned pimp I wake up and im eatin'
Type of motherfucker thatll have Miley flippin bricks
And Megan Fox out on the corner turnin tricks with Swift
50 bones if you want to hit and 25 if you want her to your dick
Mane this Pimpin ain't but yo, this rappin is
So take my when I tell you this, put the mic down and quit rappin bitch