Luyện nghe bài hát Manslaughter

Code E D, check on the one, two, three
Black male MC
Rap record slave, a brother on the
With a machine gun and one

Wanted, a a million for the body alone
Two for the microphone
If you see him, five dash slayer
A hot line to the governor and

He's armed with ammo, a weapon that's
All black in rap, strap tech
clipped, check the rip on the sneak tip
The about ta flip

They him manslaughter

Code name MD, fanatic, rappin' fanatic
No short taken, black
Hit man, my belt unbuckled
Book a look on my grill with no signs of a
Or laughter, 'cause my ain't Casper the Friendly Ghost

But I an MC if I have to
Quick like Alakazoo, Alakazam
And I'll be damned, my rhymes slam like Bam Bam
Rubble, code name is E Double

It's those green eyes that keep my man in trouble
Girls ride the tip, on his sac
I had to change my name to Bruce Wayne also as Batman
And grab the bozack with this
As I slay ya

They call him

Mad man strapped and I quote
Don't flex, last chump who did, he got
Undercover, not D T but E D
And wonder why spinning my records on thirty three

I'm the original, never did crime, I'm no
No static, pack a forty automatic
Black cat in rap, holding my Johnson
the streets, a vigilante Charles Bronson

As the kick, face his plate on the M1 done
Style's than the blade in Shogun
First suckers disrupt the of a sucker MC
That can't one, two, three

I manage to damage, I roast the whole insane
Like a base head cocaine
I kill a plus his daughter
'Cause I'm the E Double and this is

call us manslaughter
They call it

As I stare deep into the mirror, I only resort
To a hardcore gangsta, penile train of
You're stomped out, you're beat down, you go big top
Run your trunk jewels or get pistol

'Cause I'm too swift to slip or a stitch on my rap hit
Sleep on a sucker and you still can't get
Me bro, with flow and I don't know Judo
Gun flow is my style, say so that you know

no time to dance or romance with a nuisance
Play ya like a puppet to put some lead in ya
off you go to the rap rat pack
Be stripped of your mic, punk on your we stamped bozack

That's what the ordered
two of these, dead, manslaughter

They it manslaughter
call it manslaughter

To the and his daughter