Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

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

Yo Skam, the fuck you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

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

Aiyyo Shady what the fuck you

I'm anger!

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

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit
I'm still the same lame asshole a different name
Became late to the last show with a dane
ate from the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out like Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
Freak genius, too for the weak and squeamish
you alive till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, tell me to stop the violence
Start a fire and block the
I'm just a mean person, you never seen than
So when gets this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first with the clean version
your short life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best possible for emergancy surgery
To try to the blood from your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back we knew each other's name
Run in a and snatch you out your mothers frame
I'll take it further than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you thought of, and
Cock-block your 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 with ten left in the whole bout
throw a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out