Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Dissin U

They me Hektik
the way the pain is interjected
You shit you gonna regret it
Fuck it, you it
Watch your fool
I'm on the
Time to
For you say
One level of on display
back off
Too late bitch is spread out, you jack off
you wishing that you was dead off
The
Can't it? Let me explain
All that shit you talked me insane
But my swells, my ears bleed
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, remember
Head's get cracked baseball bats
I love the sound it makes it pings
I even love it my ears ring
Stomp on in a second
you with no sign of recollection
Rearrange whole memory section
Disease, infection, over I die slowly
Covered in corn stalks, protected by the oak
muthafuckas
Get your hands in the air
This a game
I don't talk I slit necks just because
the buzz
And keeping a out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the cops I'm goin' out like Val
Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb then watch em
is a beautiful thang it makes my spine shiver
Murder for hire, better I deliver

(Chorus x2)
If you think somebody's dissin you probably are
So far all I been hearin is player (Oh yeah)

Moving with the speed of the robot sonic
Chronic fumes, fuel, gin, and
Half of the world is corrupt and
Other half is depressed and want to die
I.S.I.
Why ask
Realize there's a killer in your
Look him in his
Before body dies
I'ma grab your soul up out your chest
Put it in my black jar
all the rest
Of the
rhymes with precision
Eliminating
And all of our are cuttin like an incision
While other suckers is
With enough cheese for 3 niggas in college with
Take a I drop knowledge like a teacher
An ill preacher a sermon
I been learning how to sing with the dead man's song
He's got an X in his head so I know what side on
And brain dead people always say on
They got 10 on the cause we all high arms
We let bygones be bygones and dismiss
Your ass bitches in the abyss
the diss
Cause you let colors show too many times
It goes way deeper than
Fuck a cause I rock accapella
Crazy ass
to fuck Cinderella
In the back of the pumpkin
Smoking after roach
her all night
And in the mornin me French toast
Coast to
Drop knowledge a teacher
I.S.I. in this bitch we the preachers

(Chorus x2)
If you think dissin you they probably are
So far all I been is player hatin