Luyện nghe bài hát The Stick Up

(Verse 1: D.Lector)

I was wit a marvelous mind but no heart inside 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 im tellin you words hurt.//
My worst work will you in the dirt twirp ya heard it first.//
Word to big bird tell ernie n bert ill murder a verse.//
and bury you next to it dont it personal, jerk.//
My flows like a word search, but still ain't money.//
Thats why I call my two hand guns, get it dummy?//
This is a up what I said it funny.//
Empty your pockets or become a ill kill everybody.//
I guess im nutty buddy.//
Im ted bundy.//
The lector.//
But u can me danimal yessirrr.//

(Hook-Fade)
Yall shoulda 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 we dispose of there bodys with a chainsaw

(Verse 2: Fade)

It's and d lec
Mothafuckas that we next
show some respect
Or we'll be liftin' you by v neck(bitch)
And I ain't even say this (what?)
We the fuckin'
Thats why your girl got us under get her wet on her playlist
Remain nameless 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 codes
Killin' yall is like free throws
I take these cheesy rappers and eat em' like
Lookin' thru the peep
And I see D takin bites out of another
hide your wifes, better hide your children
Rapper killers mane, name that was born iller
And you dont have to me Mickey but im a Natural Born Killer
Kidnappin' these just to torture em, fuck a ransom
And then i'll have my cronies murder them bitches, Manson

(Hook-Fade)
Yall known better than to fuck with fade and danimal
Cuz we some that'll eat you like a cannibal
Fuck whack rappers, we cut they 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' shit to a cracker like u musta' thought I was
I'm
I'll break your face off after I chug a king cobra
Down, forward,
Then it's
This the stick up
What you it was?
Weed, mushrooms, promethazine, you better run all them
Serial killer dawg and I ain't talkin' no lucky charms
Ill grab your hand , rip it by your and then i'll beat you with your arms
Right to bear arms so I'm wearing a wife beater
Mane yall fighting us ain't fair, but shit nethers either
Early morning stoned pimp I wake up and im eatin'
Type of motherfucker thatll Miley Cryus flippin bricks
And Fox out on the corner turnin tricks with Talyor Swift
50 bones if you want to hit and 25 if you her to suck your dick
Mane this Pimpin ain't easy but yo, this is
So take my advice when I tell you this, put the mic down and rappin bitch