Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six a year
See the bullshit you sayin', ain't tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, the fuck you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six a year
See bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to hear
Spittin' in your ear
some up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, I wake up
of these fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and endin' up datin
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, up
Gold diggin' bitches, the buck stops
The road to is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I look Tyrone?
I rip your out your ear
like I don't care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man his heels up
Brain dead, and be at a speed bump
When we done we stay hard, so you land shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you know how we go
They need to down, and take a look who the hoe now
At industry party, gettin' so damn drunk
Can't remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you
me of my ex, in the street got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, leavin' with a neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal mind
I be up white rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go along the breath
Some the mad bomb, and steal the show like a theft
in Miami, the baby jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam what the you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell ain't shit change
I'm still the same asshole with a different name
Became late to the last with a different dane
Brain ate from the last "O" that I off caine
You you're spaced the fuck out like George Lucas
your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
Freak genius, too extreme for the weak and
Burn you alive you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm a mean person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every word of obscene
On the B-side of my first single with the version
Stoppin your short while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a kidney and a spleen surgeon
In the best possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and you out your mothers frame
I'll take it back than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you thought of, and
your father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws were
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword puzzle
And when I'm with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, knock us both out