Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

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

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to
lyrics in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of these fake ducks, of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and endin' up sluts
So my facial expression stuck up, and shut the fuck up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit 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, leave that shit alone
You aint Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip your out your ear
Spittin' like I don't
My hair like I ain't come it, shit a damn 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 land
Skam's dick, off of what a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you how we go down
They to slow down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, so damn drunk
Can't 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' with a neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric equal land
I be stackin' up rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild exposin the plain
You mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I know you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show a theft
Cause in Miami, the jammin like three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam what the you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole with a different
Became late to the last show a different dane
Brain ate from the last "O" that I snifed off
You know you're spaced the fuck out like Lucas
your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who English
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
a fire and block the hydrants
I'm a mean person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim gets M-16 burstin'
You gettin' backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first with the clean version
Stoppin short life while you're still a teen virgin
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured iternally
I'll take it back before we each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
I'll take it further back that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you thought of, and
Cock-block father's game
I'll plead the like my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick while I a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us out