Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

Onyxxx.......
They tried to poison the
We gonna check it out this
All
The exalted
Yo
My mother fucking is fredro starr
You know what I'm
I'm up here with my man sonee the money the fucking greasiest
And my mother fucking nigga sticky the fucking
You know what I'm
Yo
Step to mother fucking business nigga...word up

1:
I'm not the to be flabbergasted
But all my mastered
It ain't a matter
Rule my
get blasted
Soon as I bring I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what your for
Fuck you gonna do now,
Cause this the
Seeds of mister droppin wisdom like a
I get downright on them niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, y'all
Puss!
the matter? I rush
Bum rush you better
And assult and
Like a bullet I shot
The hurter
to murder
Rippin the
Will make you up from them further

Hold up the
comes the mess
Worship the
Or die like the
You have the right to violent

Anything you say can and will be use you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking like a
A knight in armor
for the sauna
The rough
like nirvana
The end of your world is beginning
Theres no in my inning
The dead things cannot effect the
So I trip the wind
Of the bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
talk to a stranger
Everybodys in grave
Me and my people just ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered than a god, but more than a man
I can knock down a like conan the barbarian
With my powers and my sixth sense
That can a dead crowd into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably make a out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the witches know it's a black stone
Its a matter shatter your track bone
to get to life
I'm
get done up precise
Cut up
And fucked up nice
We made up mean
And die the lakers
jack was mackin backwards
With the front in black got
from the desert-(queens)
Where is desperate
So I'm takin mines from the entrance to the
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
Move em in em out
The time when niggaz to always fight and lose a battle
Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to
No one tell is what you punk niggaz
wah!
Thats the sound of your bitch ass
Black start attackin back-i'm still
Sticky come on on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother ass
To hurt your
Cause your shit is
Too many people me
they're not worthy
Destruct my
Its a derby
Through all that spit you
And make the mic smell like
Yick! you need to

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in this world free so me kick a pay style
I don't got no smile I was abused as a
My moms birth to a crazy ass wilder
out her pussy with a mother fuckin gun
Started talking
Even a gang
The scums
I sold to the bums
I was the hand to hand man in clubs
I started dealin
Robbin and
If not for killing then I'm as a villain
If you problems I'm ready and willing
And I'll get up in your mouth like a filling

Fuck dat we betta off
somebody kill me before I put two in my own head...