Luyện nghe bài hát You Must Be Out Of Your Fuckin' Mind

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm kick your ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm gonna your ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm gonna kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

Aw shit, it's to get
(Dum dum)
If you took what you got, a shot
(Pump pump)
When the is low, we go
(Stick up, up)
You get on the block, we say
(Big up, big up)

Check the misfit, time to rip
Time to get the nitwit lyrical lunatic
In the street I strong 'cause I'm armed with a nine
What's up nig? You must be out of fucking mind

I'm much than you expect, kid
To identify your ass they'll have to use fucking dental records
So step up, come come, be bashful
I got a toe and you can get an assful

'Cause if it's me you think you're better
need a sniffly, sneezy, coughing
Stuffy head, get ass with medicine
You can feel, is real, my mind can set me free
So I can continue my MC killing

The police, try to keep me in the clink, yo
I got 'em ducking and bucking, so I think so
I your whole shit if you're not kind
Stomping comp? You be out of your fucking mind

"You be out your fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a your ass"
"Hey you, here"

chitty bang bang, I'm coming like a chain gang
From outta sang sang to make motherfucking brains hang
Try to diss this, then you'll enlist for the
Snatch your bitch up at Crystal and then I fuck her with a

A with heart, walk through a park in the dark
Fuck the drug marks stomping me, I'll play your heart, so be smart
Cut all that bullshit and clown, I'll be the only laying down
When else is sitting

So who's the next man to hit? I slip in a clip
And I hit, come and get your bandanna
Shit, fuck, bitch who's the
You may be down with and Ikey, but you're laying in a fucking ditch

With motherfucking maggots with the rest of faggots
'Cause your license to kill was Tagget's
I warned a of another brother's glock
And I said "What's up, duck?" And I had my gun cocked

So be a sport, another drug
down the fort and a stupid-ass nigga got caught
So he made prime time cause I had the
Yeah, you be out of your fucking mind

"You be out your fucking mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You be out your fucking mind, man"
"I'm a your ass"
"Hey you, here"

Sucker up, a real motherfucker's on stage
I shoot the gift like a motherfucking 12
Niggas know I'm
No question I'm buckwild, I'm killing rappers executioner

Hanging with a mic cord
I'm a rap lord, suckers get me bored
Saying that that and this
Ayo they get me pissed, 'cause motherfuckers ain't jack

I'm to represent the Boogie Down
Making niggas leave before sundown
And if you listen, G
stick a knife up your ass like "American me"

I'm serving like Wimbledon
I a crowd like a bottle of insulin
And niggas always get me
I'm tired of motherfuckers to sound like Das Efx

You'd better hold own, child
I'm laying suckers like rugs and tiles
This is the bigger with the mad lines
You step to me? You be out of your fucking mind!

"You must be out your mind, man"
"I'm a kick ass"
"Hey you, here"

"You must be out fucking mind, man"
"I'm a your ass"
"Hey you, here"

Yeah, now you know the flav, East Coast style
Fat Joe, G. Rap, and
You step to us, you must be out of fucking mind