Luyện nghe bài hát Red Rum - 1991

Yeah, yeah,
Time to get ill, my mic starts to
Your is falling apart, and I start to rebuild
Your mind, your outta time, I'm out ya
a '74 the heavy metal hardcore
Back to the groove
tried to move mine
The seventh sign of death, and death to the peace
I start to mine
Now you gotta cease
Shot another brother for holding up the peace
I got style, I got
Try to diss me, and I'll beat ass
I say, I spray niggas olay
Like a '74, don't play
on the east side, my name is Esham
Rollin' through hood, and I'm ticking like a time bomb
Ready to blow up, ready to go up
Another nigga's head, for shit, he done said
A homicidal killer, with a in my hands
Now you get to in the ambulance
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Redrum, Redrum, Redrum,
Dig this, a brother, on a crazy, crazy tip
Mother fuckers claiming raw, boy you'll get pistol
Whipping out my mini-mag, niggas up
Bullet proof vest on my chest, now up?
Doing it, a renegade
Sticks and stones is
Who's gone get up, I got a gun, you got a blade
I'm taking no shit, Reel product is legit
Your fiendin' for my tape, like a junkie a hit
is at your doorstep waiting on the one
The devil is in the shell, and he out a gun
Going off on niggas, like I just the pipe
Take a nigga's life, cuz I'm the type
It's a dog world, and I'm the pit bull
And a nigga crazy, bite his ass in a minute
I'm partners with the devil, nigga's on a hell raise
Brothers thinking, I've been dead for
Beat your ass up, and you bleeding in the gutter
You I was a sucker, your mother
Now your dead, with a busted
No one seen or even of ya
Talking that trash, you get a ass
No one with a murderer
don't diss, cuz they scared of us
I'm that nigga that make your nightmares true
I'm not dead, but I'm death can haunt you
like Jason, but it's you I'm chasin'
And once I catch ya, I'm micin' and
Runnin' through your mind Loki
And the you don't see me, cuz I'm low key
I'm the Saturday shocker, horror routine
Showin' you shit, that you never
Michael Myers, the
My verse gets cursed, worse gets worse
to get ya, when I hit ya done
Die, and go to hell, and come as my son
Down on wax, with the killer
Get so dope, I'm like a of crack
Homicide is on my side,
Tried to get to side, and died
My def jam plays a boom, boom, boom
Sending out disses, to whom it may
will learn, I take no time to burn