Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
Whenever you some shit and you can't refuse it
It's some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you have to ask who produced it
You just know the new shit
The type of that causes mass confusion
And movement of people actin' stupid

I come to every with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's
Hidin' tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll from his own moms

Connivin' Kon, with a bomb
to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on"
A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin' a
Rollin' over a bank, see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin' your
Push your baby into the street 'til it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the minute I step onto street
This is music

You why my hands are so numb? No
'Cause my grandmother sucked my and I didn't come, oh
Smacked this for talkin' crap, bitch
So if she's handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

I hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre you, hell yeah
Satan done got me on this
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy Quran while I'm on the

Tired of wearin' yellow thong
Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs, thong, thong,
Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your
Now go over there and up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it
just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't have to ask who it
You just know the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass
And movement of people actin' stupid

Just bring who you gon' on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns blow you to come
Show you machine gun
Sixteen and one pump, click-clack

The snub in my paw, it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out this club in your drawers
We lovin' the broads, nothin' to applaud
But it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music

I'm a nigga that scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen
I'm like that, catch a nigga like bear
Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin', "You that?"

I slap your freak, bump you and won't
If you on my feet, you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talkin', came and fucked up
His pallbearers and made 'em drop his coffin, it's fight

These beads I'm swingin' is 'em
See all niggaz? When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any nigga lookin' too hard, we Rodney 'n 'em
Malice green to them and 'em with premium

Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or it at 'em
up a picture of his family and kick it at him
Blast while you hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' life music

If I could capture the rage of youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my hands and swallow it
Then spit it in the faces of you racists
And hypocrites who think the shit but don't say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
Watch me 'cause you you got me in this hot seat
You motherfuckers judge me 'cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, I'm top as you pop me

I came to save new generations of babies
From parents who to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy
To grow to me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit
I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm on
And this is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to to and it's called

This of music, use it and you get amped to do shit
Whenever you hear shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for kids to trash they rooms with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of that you don't have to ask who produced it
You just that's the new shit
The type of shit that mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid, it's fight