Luyện nghe bài hát What I'm Feelin'

The keepin me high
I wanna eliminate everyone thats in sight
The shits alive in me and it will never die
I wanna let you know inside what I'm feelin
Feelin' but I'm still alive*
Killers who cut the only ones that survive
The wicked shits alive in me and it never die
I just wanna let you know inside what I'm

I'm like hotel beds
And gettin
In a where
My girls in the dead
The coroner it was an overdose
So I cut his and left him for dead
inside a moble
I'm a with his motor blown
And I get high over leavin wack mcee's
You ain't you suck
So you got your vowels mixed up*
J hand me the bitch so I can pump this shit up training day
I'm the real killers who walk and never run away
Put your gun away
'for I get pissed off then on ya like a rainy day
I happy I'm the other way
mad as fuck and always lookin to retaliate
So if you wondering why I
Just refer to the definition of assassinate

Here we go and were takin it to basics
We a mark in any marks trying to erase it
We the number and usually we embrace it
We were born in chaos with carnival
Hows that for
Sent here to eliminate profits and DemiGods of statistics
Media* moguls and spreaders of the
With they heads off and bodies tied to crosses
Followers been exposed
overactive temperal lobes
Up in dome
No more clones on the production line
Manufacture and faximilated rhymes for the time
Thirteen's synonomous with the A
Stay hungry for flesh like the be
tryin to dishonor me
Nothin is in a dead economy
So bury me deep* where the haters never bother me

They got a problem with us and the way we it
Not a statistic to be irrelevent
in sick shit
Ooze from every
You can blame it on my soul but the music be it
To do the type to make you it when you hear it
Musical
To patch the holes in spirt
No jump on
We tomahawk the lyrics
And stay buzz wordy while your shits on

You phonier than cinamax and bein torn
bein a label whore
And wishin you were born
I'm not hear to
I'm just sayin that your nothin more than a pawn on a in a fake war
And now you fuck the militia*
with that government issue
Wont ya
I ain't gotta spit a line to ya
I got a line around the block of commin to get ya