Luyện nghe bài hát Westwood Freestyle

yo back to my forgotten past
off my rockin hash
i put my face inside a stocking
i put a gun in a
and run in a
rob a one and the first
to come with the
now for a piece a bit
than a pit
camoufalge an assassin's lit area
i'ma die at the
conducting death
that bitch ass noise just thumping my chest,yo
when your dad come blast a and rob 'em
call him a tigeress(?) psychiatrist with
i need help and i'm to leave hell
having deep felt and still sleep well
i'm the beginning like sex and
by ??
and affects his
a learned
with these stress filled
stand in hell but naked while my fesh burns
to the
don't when it's on
microphones the metradome
watch me your dome
it's done D12 we do this we flow like water
slaughter grandaughter
you end this particular brand water
man slaughter
my dick's in your
i'm to tell y'all
how we y'all
expell these D12
slim shade good
came in hood
i almost messed up on my and to the judge
said i don't care your court room
i snort
yeah i em up like motrin(?)

tear your life
a portion of my freestyle brain
make it rain
and tim
put your foot
and get fucked up by this clique
it's d12 and we make noise than hell!!