Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
six five a year
See the bullshit you sayin', ain't tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
some up in the chamber

Yo Skam, what the fuck you

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to
Spittin' in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, everytime I up
Tired of these fake ducks, of bein' late for the bus
of all be blendin', and endin' up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, up
Gold diggin' bitches, the stops here
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I like Tyrone?
I rip your tissue out ear
like I don't care
My hair look I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't shit
Suck dick, off of what a dead man spit
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you how we go down
They need to down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so damn
Can't remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you
me of my ex, in the street got me veck
Tryin' to up on Miami, leavin' with a broke neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric land mind
I be stackin' up white rappers like im gas signs
And I'm, buck wild exposin the plain
You mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
For bad car, that go along with the breath
Some show the mad bomb, and steal the show a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame with a different name
late to the last show with a different dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I a pencil and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
genius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers me to stop the violence
Start a and block the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never worse than
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You gettin' backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my single with the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're still a teen
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the hospital possible for emergancy surgery
To try to stop the blood from your sternum iternally
I'll take it back we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out mothers frame
I'll it further back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
your father's game
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws were
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do crossword puzzle
And when I'm down ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out