Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what
from New to L.A.
from Chile to
New Ghandi to your momma
we absolutly no fucks
Motha
natural born serial
mass mothafuckin muderers
bitch, and meet your maker
J--
Im scary like Michael up close
I like diggin up bodies
at me Im gross
my name's Violent J but you can me syphillis
gonorrhea the clap cause i infected rap
you wanna know if i could kill somebody
well thats like askin Charlie Manson if ever been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill if I could only survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact how we met
I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the shit
I pulled out a chainsaw, he out and ax
I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, u get that
it's natural and to murder, you gotta it in you
like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now
look at us killas
the most playa hated rapper
and the hated group together like woooo!

mass
born killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This aint no witch
beware
Ill pick ur motherfuckin with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im captivity
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches
I bring hocus pocus
flying away
like the last days of the motherfuckin
I'm the redneck in the
2 axes come in
to answer Violent J, ya right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with darkman like
in the dash blazin it up with explosive
I spit homicides like major at 11PM
while bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM
ice with blood is the killers milkshake
here the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

mass
born killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me run in your house
puffin steam stout
break both your arms, gun in your
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bullets through the back of your head ya die swift
wit tha clan, watch what you say
we kill like the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun weed-head
cross me bet tomorrow you'll be
catch you at a show while you're chilling with ho
and crack your skull with a of Mo
I'm a killer
gun groove
brooklyn home of the original gun
gats get brung, niggas get
sons fathers and mothers lose sons
I'm a

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a that must come to us all
But how horrible to be buried
from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed death
clawing for blood!

mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya