Luyện nghe bài hát Inside Your Head

Vengeance is mine against enemy
And I rise against thee with the force of a
men
And in fall, I will remind you of an industry
to see me fail
There will be no shelter against my
I will you with no good intention
And reign down on you like fire and destroy you!

I destroy all you mcs till my mouth dry
Or one of us die
I'm in this motherfucker's head b-r-a-i
N, I spit one, then spit
Then I turn a cobra and spit it at his friend
You niggas of me, oh that's so gay to me
Shot a nigga for shaking my too long, don't play with me
I make niggas be hard and thugged out
Baggy pants and black (? ) all bugged out
So let me you what a thug about
When I into a room it becomes dog day afternoon
And niggas the fuck out
Bring ya rabbit's foot, I'll blow your out
I'll kill all you niggas and pull a hearse truck out
So save your ass verse for daytime talk tv
'cause I'll return you and let you keep ya jewels and bvs
My heart is and skeevy
Man, I would see any one of you
If I was ray or stevie, ha!

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya me, nigga? !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's bumpy knux, nigga
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you hear me !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

(? ) uncontrollable and
And I stand I stand with two fours in my hand
I back the running man
I hear voices in my that say "bumpy can't, damn"
So when I hear niggas say I can't do something, I get off
Cause I'm poke-man, your wrist off
Trying to find the vein that turns your exist off
niggas waited for my flow
Like they waited for mandela to
So all these phony ass out here know
Your faker than a nigga like his back got hurt
At a fender - I call her, send her
flip ya, so them craze up in ya
She know you like it on your belly, got them up in ya
So I say: la di da di, I'll shoot up party
If you ain't by now, you'd better ask somebody
Niggas trying to cut my throat, I'm still spitting the neck
If you still disrespect, still get the tek

Come on! get the fuck off me,

(can you, me? )
Can ya feel me, !?
Can ya me, nigga? !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
bumpy knux, nigga what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you hear me !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

You ain't no motherfuckin thug, you ain't nobody
I'm wild like up north that ain't got nobody
put the infrared on ya, leave your body all dotty
Or I'll 6 and 7 piece ya, ya forehead all knotty
You niggas spit on the tracks that I spit on
You niggas are scared of the type of niggas I on
You wanna ride my get on
I'll take you through so many one sided
Ain't no more to sin on
These rap are mi-dad (? ) on
How do you niggas in the car with this nigga,
that shit on?
I'm sick and tired of and his "what, what, what"
Write some rhymes, nigga, or get his up up up
I'll beat you till your is made ugly like biz
If you ever open mouth to ask me what a memph bleek is
This week is, bumpy celebrated
And be glad that the bad kid from the neighborhood it
The album you dropped, kid, hate it
Man the only thing I'll do for life, nigga, is complicate it
So come at me with that twisted talk
I'll put the 4 in your mouth, b, and lift your thoughts
I'm the wildest in new york
So nigga shut your fuckin mouth up I talk
Come on, I make run reverend walk
And kill mcs like a chicken hawk
bumpy knuckles, baby, ha!

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya feel me, !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's knux, nigga what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you me motherfucker? !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)

(can you, me? )
Can ya me, nigga? !?
Can ya me, nigga? !?
(freddie foxxx, knux)
It's knux, nigga what?
on!
(can you, can you, me? )
Can you hear me !?
I'm to you!
('cause I am in...side head)