Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Them All

Yeah. This beat is crazy, out to me.
All you fuckin', uh, D League, peasant,
tier 98-ass rappers and little journalists and shit,
can suck my dick. I never even met y'all man,
y'all so obsessed.
I'm on some kill shit, fuck y'all!

Yeah, I've been withholdin', I really feel like
pokin', provokin', I'm suffocating, I'm chokin'
The feeling that no one it, I just try to suppress it
I need to express it, I really should reinvest it and go off
Off, off on you
I wonder why these fuckin' grown men always talkin' bitches
Y'all so obsessed with me, I've never talked to you bitches

I'd run you over with my Lambo, stop for you bitches
I'm at my breaking point, I can and point
And you'll start breaking joints so loudly, point
Rappers takin' bribes, they be shavin'
I see the game from every angle, I be point
I be coach, I be playin' owner
I be playin' fan, and I promoter
Gettin' great exposure from all the hate, y'all are backwards
goes for anybody and any bum-ass rapper, pussy

Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you leave me no
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Any can get it, I'm sending headshots, headshots
You can't talk to me if you can't sell out Red Rocks, Red
ten thousand,
watch your mouth you speak 'bout your superiors
Premeditated murder, I'm plottin' with my (Yes, oh!)
Peekin' you, chiefin' and eating fufu
We see what this dreamin' grew to, arenas in
Doin' like I'm Hulu, label talks via Bluetooth
People do voodoo, this zoo is making me coo-coo

And fuck the media and the politics in industry
The and the lies and the gossip in this industry
And fuck these WWE-ass
High school mentality, rappers
Fake family ties, y'all say too much
Y'all get by the same women, y'all say you love her too much
And y'all be runnin' the truth, y'all take cover too much
I'm tired of this shit, man, enough is enough

Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
Now you me no choice
I have to 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Rappers dissin' for attention that the music gettin'
I understand, it's frustratin' my rappers ascencion
Watching arenas sell out, watching my multiply
When you don't headline a tour, and when you drop they buy
But you got though, but what they followin' for
But that's 'cause of them are
fake, let me let your followers
That y'all be payin' social media agencies twenty thou' every
to comment, like, and follow your account

It's all a front, y'all are Instagram entertainers
Got millions of followers, but can't even sell out basement
Y'all droppin' antics and skits you can't drop a hit
Flashin' jewelry, posting lean, Xanax for clicks
In fact, you're weighted with designers, costume shop
Bunch of crackheads and clowns, of Boondocks characters
Damn, y'all not scarin' us with your Internet loose
I be at the same festival and don't do shit

Now you me no choice
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Now you leave me no
I to kill 'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)
'em all (kill 'em all)

Man, I don't even that it's this easy to write whole songs and
shit about this of shit.
Sometimes you just gotta get it off your though.
I hope the understand that sometimes I really be tryna
this shit, man. I miss my old shit sometimes. Fuck it