Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

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

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

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

I get behind the mic
It's the wick 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 sucking cops got my Smith-N-Wesson
I guess it's time to pick a weapon
Man, the shit's
But Swift is getting me a new one for a present
(Come on, Slim, let's go and teach this bitch a lesson)

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

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

that Dirty Dozen renegade
You done pulled the pin out my
38s'll your shit up out the way
You niggas won't forget about McVeigh, you got something to
Let it out or watch these bullets spray

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

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

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

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

I'm eating like I'm Hannibal
There's no way I can be the gay
(Why not?)
I only fuck
(Oh, haha)
Stupid trick got my dick starting to
Went to my mother's grave site, her a stupid 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 would you
If you was a witness that always got molested?
(It happens)

I'm dank, drinking, drank
I can't any kids 'cause I'm fucking shooting blanks
you know Bizarre don't give a fuck?
Nicole's a whore, I'm glad O.J. murdered the
(Uhh)

Responsibility, I'm
Bill Clinton's a fag, should be
Let Simmons be the President
(Ohh, hey)
Call me a weirdo, me Bi-zarre
While I stick it up yo' ass while you shitting

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

My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
These are weapons
I never did show no
My words are
I use 'em to kill whoever's to me
My are like weaponry on a record, yo