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 ain't tryin' to (Fuck that!)
lyrics in the air
Keepin' up in the chamber

Yo Skam, the fuck you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

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

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, I wake up
Tired of these fake ducks, tired of bein' 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 with out make-up, up
Gold diggin' bitches, the buck here
The road to riches is for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave that alone
You Erykah Badu, what I look like 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 the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed
we done we stay hard, so you don't land shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of 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 remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you
me of my ex, in the street got me veck
Tryin' to up on Miami, leavin' with a broke neck
Oh shit, lyric equal land mind
I be up white rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, wild exposin the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't know you but it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby like three up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole with a different
Became late to the last show with a different
ate from the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out like Lucas
When your is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
Freak genius, too extreme for the and squeamish
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers me to stop the violence
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen than
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 hospital possible for surgery
To try to stop the blood from your sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we knew other's name
Run in a ultrasound and you out your mothers frame
I'll take it back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the fifth my jaws were muzzled
So suck my while I take a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And I'm down with ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out