Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Clown Posse, baby what
New York to L.A.
from Chile to
from New to your momma
we absolutly no fucks
Motha
born serial murderers
mass mothafuckin muderers
bitch, come and your maker
J--
Im scary like Michael Jaskson up
I like up dead bodies
look at me Im
my name's Violent J but you can call me
the clap cause i infected this rap
you wanna know if i could ever somebody
well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill if I could only survive
I to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met
I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the shit
I out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was like come-on, is that a Stanley, where'd u get that
it's natural and to murder, you have it in you
it's a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now
look at us natural
the world most playa rapper
and the most hated group together woooo!

mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This aint no blair
bitch
Ill ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im outta
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
last survivor with a mouth full of
I this hocus pocus
you're away
like the last days of the loafers
I'm the redneck in the
2 axes in handy
to answer Violent J, ya damn its a stanley
in the of the dark with darkman like spawn
in the dash blazin it up explosive bombs
I spit homicides like major at 11PM
while zipping bodies in the like the line at GM
ice mixed with blood is the killers
here with the from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in your
like puffin steam
break both your arms, gun in mouth
knock your teeth out with the of the fifth
bullets bust through the of your head ya die swift
fuckin wit tha clan, watch you say
we kill niggas the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you die either way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a show while chilling with your ho
and crack skull with a bottle of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun groove
brooklyn home of the original gun
gats get brung, niggas get
lose fathers and mothers lose sons
I'm a

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a that must come to us all
But how to be buried alive
from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed death
clawing for blood!

mass
born killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya