Luyện nghe bài hát Homey Don't Play!

Born broke, up and always honked at
Gimme an uzi and you suckas get the fuck
I'll bust your mind like a
And as you listen you'll your brain swellin'

I'll go ooo so who so
compare themselves with death die
Don't ask why, my uncopiable
Some try but they just too so
Thou not come closer

all the suckas who bite'll blow up like an explosive
I'll stamp a pentagram dead on your
And as soon as ya say a lyric dead
X marks the where your body falls

Then I'll your soul and roll 'cause my duty calls
So all you get the fuck out my way
When I drop the mic you'll say, homie, don't

The U N H O L Y, of a helly
I'm like the in your body, writin' bite me on your belly
Like 'The Exorcist', the Devil's keeps flowin'
Turn out the and my body starts glowin'

In neon that's 'cause pee on reality
The U N H O L Y
There's a lotta evil minds but one devil
Of the dog turnin' back on what get
But don't I hit like no other
You see my rhyme is like a pillow, it's made to

Try to me, I'ma murder ya, I never heard ya
A son of a gunner and I'ma a everyone a ya
Somethin' never seen, put you in a guillotine

The labeled me as a killer teen
When I drop the mic your pray
Get the fuck out my way 'cause homey play

out the Holy Water, as I slaughter
Better your last name 'cause I'm goin' in alphabetical order
And it won't stop I won't stop
the tick, tick, a tick, tick, a tick, tock , a tick tock

Can't you get it through head
That it can't get no defer 'cause my already dead?
Hopin', wishin', prayin', I'll stop what I'm sayin'
But I can't, it like I'm possessed with somethin'

The U N H O L Y, keep my mind
Get up, get down to the of death
Suckas thinkin' I'm a break
Them suckas fallin' every time I lose my a

But still, I don't stop to the
One time, one rhyme and I blew your mind
Every time I the mic I bet everybody say
don't fuckin' play

Every time I kick shit, labeled as wicked shit
try to bullshit 'cause I'll fill you with bullets and shit
Rappin' my red head, some say my brains dead
Mockin' what I'm rockin' then sayin' what insane said

are suicidal, unholy is homicidal
I'm comin' your mind and I'm takin' your title
You be me but suckas can't see me
I'm a ghostwriter, funky, funky fresh

Not unless I get my point
My illin' and what I have to do
If you bite my lyrics, I'm coming you
Not physically but mentally, instrumentally

If you too hard, it might kill instantly
I can get in until I see your mind work
You're thinkin' so hard, you're fake, me 'cause your hurt
When you pass out you'll to say
Get outta that nigga way, man" 'cause homie don't