Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six a year
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

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

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

Some say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit change
I'm still the lame asshole with a different name
Became late to the show with a different dane
ate from the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out like George
When your is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I a pencil and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who English
Freak genius, too extreme for the weak and
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when Slim this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every word of cursin
On the B-side of my first single with the version
Stoppin your life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we knew other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
I'll take it further than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you thought of, and
Cock-block father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws were
So suck my dick while I a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, knock us both out