Luyện nghe bài hát Till I Drop

those are never gonna rap again
yeah, we go all you mother fuckers back
it aint over till its man
revenge is like a fucker, aint it?

Ninelives.

[Deuce]:
Love me or hate me but I aint stoppin Im on top.
Im fuck the world like Tupac.
Say my and you might get shot.
Its mutha fucka till I drop.
When the go off they pop.
We leave your outlined in chalk.
If you you better learn to walk the walk,
cause its Ninelives fucka till I drop.

Skante]:
they call me scante
ok im
let the drum spray
damn that got me loaded
catch a standin'
clap your up and open
daddy the heat out
someone the oven open?
who you kiddin'
we be hotter a sun blaze
so fly i don't even need a run way
blunts full of
i be steamin till my cave
gotta, gotta get
now someday
of the chalk
and a spoon of H (aye)
stay more choppers
than the mutha HAs
true call up deuce dude what it do
look for the loot
no tellin what I'll do
I aim and shoot
HU I see you
no ICU in the world that you
I be all the paper
baggin up the
on my shit
da brick a taper

(Deuce(Ninelives))
[Deuce]:

You can love me or me, I dont give a fuck.
What you tryin a date me? Either way you on my nuts, but
whateva you thinkin wont stop this star,
world is mine to rape, fuck it like stupid groupie broads.
Use a extra-large but Id ooh rather do it raw,
pussy rappin faggots sissy bastards really turn me on...
and Im stick it to em, man my dick is gettin hard,
fuck em all and Im a prove it while I do it its my job.
If it is I my dick up in this biz to get it off,
while Im ticklin the clitoris by it in soft,
to trick em like Im fickle and its possible Im fluff,
but my dick is quick to switch the and give it to em rough.
Im a sick and twisted son of a bitch, no to mom,
but she gave birth to a kid way worse Dahmer, bin Laden, or Saddam.
Im a sadistic killer ready to uni-bomb.
Gadget, if faggots want static tell they asses to it on.

(Deuce(Ninelives))
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I spew in every direction I spit,
Im tearin it down, you built.
I found my niche, snitches
aint gonna stop me, this is it.
I can hear my bitch,
knows Im on fire, shit,
its the reason why these kids buy this.
no more Undead, its Ninelives,
this punk-ass better go home or retire, his mama
cause its already to to stop what I did.
It when I rip this mic up, slap you upside
and call you my bitch if you cant play the game
stand outside it.
You aint never gonna have no again,
both you and your in bed.
Look at these faggots, how I beat them
just the of a pen.
I a smacked you hard but I tapped you bitch
and wrote this song instead, like I in story of a snitch,
we are not friends.
I almost over the cuckoos nest, I had to get shit off my chest,
you tried to push my ass off the edge, but I got homey,
I dead.

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