Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

My are weapons
I use 'em to my opponents
My words are
I never no emotion
My are weapons
I use 'em to kill stepping to me
My are like weaponry on a record

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

Yo, the rage I release on a
Is like a unleashed in a cage
Lunatic, as I hit the stage
My mind is like a fucking stick of

I get behind the mic
It's like the wick is lit, you die tonight
My is like a guiding light at night, shining bright
My grip is tighter than my wife's vagina, psych

These cock sucking got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's time to pick a different
Man, the shit's
But is getting me a new one for a Christmas present
(Come on, Slim, go and teach this fucking bitch a lesson)

They managed to confiscate the pistol I brandish
But my plan is to use this to my advantage
stay creative, baby, hold your head up, don't you let up
One bit on these motherfucking suckers a soldier get up
Stand up for what you in, long as you breathing
They jealous of you, man, that's the only reason beefing

My words are
I use 'em to my opponents
My are weapons
I never no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to kill stepping to me
My words are weaponry on a record

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

It's that Dirty renegade
You pulled the pin out my grenade
move your shit up out the way
You niggas won't about McVeigh, you got something to say?
Let it out today or watch bullets spray

From these ten black fingers hugging these millimeters
That'll make Jeff Dahmer's look he caught a misdemeanor
See I'm 'Dirty', so I gotta buy a pistol cleaner
An official beater, let me see you with yo' heater

You gets whipped with it, them motherfuckers Swift did it
You packing something special in your crib, bitch, get it
I'm fitted to run yo' digits, I'm hostile
(Uh huh)
With this Roscoe pointed up your

You get splitted and what? I'm blowing up the hospital
And wouldn't a fuck if you a cop or a hoe
I'm Hannibal Lector, the spinal disconnector
Finding whores to lock 'em up in motels to 'em

My words are
I use 'em to my opponents
My words are
I never show no
My words are
I use 'em to kill stepping 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 whoever's stepping to me
My words are like on a record

I'm crews like I'm Hannibal
no way I can be the gay rapper
(Why not?)
I only animals
(Oh, haha)
Stupid got my dick starting to itch
Went to my mother's grave site, called her a bitch

One on one in bloodsport
I'm in divorce court, sold my off a pack of Newports
(Your honor)
Six times I been arrested, how you feel?
If you was a Jehovah witness always got molested?
(It happens)

I'm smoking dank, drinking,
I have any kids 'cause I'm fucking shooting blanks
Don't you know Bizarre don't give a
Nicole's a whore, I'm O.J. murdered the slut
(Uhh)

Responsibility, I'm
Clinton's a fag, should be stabbed
Let Richard Simmons be the
(Ohh, hey)
Call me a weirdo, call me
While I stick it up yo' ass while you diarrhea

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

My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
These words are
I did show no emotion
My are weapons
I use 'em to kill whoever's to me
My are like weaponry on a record, yo