Luyện nghe bài hát The Stick Up

(Verse 1: D.Lector)

I was born wit a mind but no heart inside so start and die.//
Im the hardest alive get picked apart, ripped out your karl kanis, I dot my Ts, my Is.//
Skills like this Shit boy thats hard to find send ya carcass flyin.//
a 9-5 im a cunt hair under 5 foot 9 bouta blow up when the stars align.//
Dec sure? im tellin you words hurt.//
My worst work will leave you in the dirt ya heard it first.//
Word to fuckin big tell ernie n bert ill murder a verse.//
and bury you to it dont take it personal, jerk.//
My flows like a word search, but still spellin money.//
why I call my two fist hand guns, get it dummy?//
This is a up what I said it funny.//
your pockets or become a hostage ill kill everybody.//
I im nutty yeah buddy.//
Im ted bundy.//
The lector.//
But u can me danimal yessirrr.//

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

(Verse 2: Fade)

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

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

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