Luyện nghe bài hát Silicone - 1996

You wanna be dead,
you, you wanna be dead?
Now how you lie 'cause kill you
Yeah, I'll ya

Lord forbid, I do a bid, I never bid on a life
And if I did, it'd be a
I'm out to kill a
Nigga be silicone, still it's on, still it's on

In my hour, I clock the glock
is certain, life is not
I got 13 ways, than 7 days
To change my ways before I'm off to an early grave

One more is drug
Another murdered, premeditated
victim to what I stated
You understand me 'cause I'm dyslexic
My styles come sick as

I don't sing songs but bust shotguns
At 'cause I can't trust none
out the skull and bones
Here the ill ass nigga with the 357 chrome

And it on in my maggot brain
I remain to bring the pain with the migraine
Niggaz with breasts I'll snatch yo' heart out chest
And stand like a 'cano possessed as I 'em
silicone leaks, nigga

Nigga,

All I hear is screams
Somebody's out my name
I weigh my uzi on a beam
Unload my magazine niggaz read me
Red rums all I hear so you bleed me

I pop niggaz like corns, stickin' like thorns
And I yawns at your funeral while your mourns
I'm not inclined to in my mind
I'll be glad when you in a body bag for bed

You can't this, all aboard this
Night train, come and the midnight maggot brain
I need therapy I shot my therapist
He got me pissed, I'm nothin' but a straight suicidalist

Idiotic, my voodoo's to a mad man
I'm down to put a slug in an
And I'm down for whatever, whenever,
Is whether forever or for never

So don't test one mad
If you do, dick sucker, I'm a pop yo

Nigga,

My wicked shit is wicked, niggaz it when I kick it
But I'm sick with this, so ridiculous
I don't in God, so it's odd
time I bust ill shit, niggaz screamin' "Oh my God"

I got the G-Lo, I got the
And it's to pop, pop, pop piggity, pop pop
And it stop it never did
The shit'll never die, I have no alibi for murder, shit

I'm suicide 24-7
And like I told ass before it ain't no fuckin' heaven
I'm mannick depressed, I'm panicked to confess
I'm the one that put slugs in my moma chest

Premeditated murder's on my fuckin' mind
Body chalk to walk the flat line
You wanna what goes on in my maggot brain
It won't until the whole world feels my pain

Came in cold dependencies, suicidal
stress got me beggin' for eternal rest
I must confess to the real, I'm out to kill a
I pop niggaz that's silicone

Nigga,
Nigga, nigga,