Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

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

My words are
I use 'em to crush my
These words are
I did show no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to kill stepping to me
My words are like weaponry on a

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

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

These cock sucking got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's to pick a different weapon
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 the pistol that I brandish
But my plan is to use this bullshit to my
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, the only reason they beefing

My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
My words are
I show no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to kill stepping to me
My are like weaponry on a record

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

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

From these ten black hugging these deadly millimeters
That'll make Jeff Dahmer's look like he a misdemeanor
See I'm 'Dirty', so I ain't gotta buy a pistol
An official beater, don't let me see you with yo'

You gets whipped with it, them motherfuckers Swift did it
You something special 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 and guess what? I'm blowing up the hospital
And give a fuck if you a cop or a hoe
I'm Lector, the spinal cord disconnector
Finding to lock 'em up in motels to inject 'em

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

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

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

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

I'm dank, drinking, drank
I can't have any '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
Bill a fag, should be stabbed
Let Richard be the President
(Ohh, hey)
Call me a weirdo, call me
While I stick it up yo' ass you shitting diarrhea

My are weapons
I use 'em to my opponents
My words are
I show no emotion
My words are
I use 'em to kill whoever's to me
My words are like on a record

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