Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

[Chorus:
My words are
I use 'em to my opponents
My are weapons
I show 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 crush my
These are weapons
I never did no emotion
My are weapons
I use 'em to kill whoever's to me
My words are weaponry on a record

Yo, the rage I release on a
is like a demon in a cage
Lunatic, soon as I hit the
My mind is like a fuckin stick of
Onen I get the mic
it's the wick is lit you bitches die tonight
My nine is like a guidin light at night bright
My fuckin grip is tighter my wife's vagina, psych
cock-suckin cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's time to pick a different weapon, man the shit's
But Swift is getting me a new one for a present
(Swift: "Come on Slim, go and teach this fuckin bitch a lesson")
They managed to confiscate the pistol I brandish
But my is to use this bullshit to my advantage
Shady stay 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 ONLY THEY BEEFIN!

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

I'm eatin like I'm Hannibal
no way I can be the gay rapper
(Eminem: Why not?) I only animals (Oh! Ha-ha)
Stupid trick got my dick startin to
to my mother's grave site, called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this
I'm in divorce court, sold my bitch off a pack of
(Your honor!) Six times I been how would you feel
if you was a Jehovah that always got molested?
(It happens) I'm smokin dank drikin
I can't any kids cause I'm fuckin shootin blanks!
Don't you know Bizarre don't a fuck?!
Nicole's a - I'm glad O.J. murdered the slut (uhh!)
Responsibility - I'm
Bill Clinton's a fag, be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be the (ohh HEYY!!)
me a weirdo, call me Bi-zarre
while I stick it up yo' ass while you shittin

Yo!