Luyện nghe bài hát Words Are Weapons

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

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

Yo, the rage I release on a
Is like a 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 wick is lit, you die tonight
My nine is like a guiding light at night, bright
My fucking grip is tighter my wife's vagina, psych

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

They managed to confiscate the that I brandish
But my plan is to use this bullshit to my
Shady 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 believe in, long as you
They jealous of you, man, that's the only reason they

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 are like weaponry on a record

My are weapons
I use 'em to crush my
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

It's that Dozen renegade
You done the pin out my grenade
38s'll your shit up out the way
You niggas won't about McVeigh, you got something to say?
Let it out today or these bullets spray

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My words are
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 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 whoever's stepping to me
My words are weaponry on a record, yo