Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

[Chorus:
My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
My are weapons
I never no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to kill steppin to me
My words are like on a record

My are weapons
I use 'em to my opponents
words are weapons
I never did no emotion
My are weapons
I use 'em to whoever's steppin to me
My words are like weaponry on a

Yo, the rage I on a page
is like a demon in a cage
Lunatic, as I hit the stage
My is like a fuckin stick of dynamite
Onen I get the mic
it's the wick is lit you bitches die tonight
My is like a guidin light at night shinin bright
My fuckin grip is than my wife's vagina, psych
cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's time to a different weapon, man the shit's depressin
But Swift is me a new one for a Christmas present
(Swift: "Come on Slim, let's go and this fuckin bitch a lesson")
They managed to confiscate the pistol I brandish
But my plan is to use bullshit to my advantage
stay creative baby hold your head up, don't you let up
one bit on these motherfuckin you're a soldier +GET UP+
UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHIN
THEY JEALOUS OF YOU MAN THAT'S THE REASON THEY BEEFIN!

[Swifty
It's that Dozen renegade
You done the pin out my grenade
.38'sll your shit up out the way
You niggas wont forget about McVeigh; you got somethin to
Let it out or watch these bullets spray
from these ten black fingers huggin deadly millimeters
that'll make Jeff Dahmer's like he caught a misdemeanor
See I'm +Dirty+, so I ain't buy a pistol cleaner
An official beater, let me see you with yo' heater
You gets whipped with it, tell them Swift did it
You packin somethin in your crib then bitch get it
I'm fitted to run yo' digits, I'm hostile (uh-huh)
this Roscoe pointed up your nostrils
You get splitted and guess what, I'm up the hospital
and wouldn't a fuck if you a cop or a hoe
I'm Hannibal Lector, the spinal cord
Findin whores to lock 'em up in to inject 'em

I'm eatin crews I'm Hannibal
There's no way I can be the gay
(Eminem: Why not?) I only fuck (Oh! Ha-ha)
Stupid trick got my startin to itch
Went to my mother's grave site, her a stupid bitch
One on one in this
I'm in court, sold my bitch off a pack of Newports
(Your honor!) Six times I been arrested; how would you
if you was a witness that always got molested?
(It happens) I'm dank drikin drank
I can't have any kids I'm fuckin shootin blanks!
you know Bizarre don't give a fuck?!
Nicole's a whore - I'm glad O.J. the slut (uhh!)
Responsibility - I'm
Clinton's a fag, should be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be the (ohh HEYY!!)
Call me a weirdo, me Bi-zarre
while I stick it up yo' ass you shittin diarrhea

Yo!