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!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
six five a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady tryin' to hear
lyrics in your ear
Keepin' some up in the

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the same asshole with a different name
Became late to the last show with a dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I grab a and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
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 just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You spun backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're still a teen
Unless you get a kidney specialist and a surgeon
In the best possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured sternum
I'll take it back before we knew each other's
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your mothers
I'll it further back than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you were of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the bout
throw a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out