Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
six five a year
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
some up in the chamber

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to
Spittin' in your ear
some up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, everytime I up
Tired of these ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my expression stay stuck up, and shut the fuck up!
To the ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, wake up
Gold bitches, the buck stops here
The road to riches is closed for
So if the shoe fittin, girl leave that shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I look Tyrone?
I rip tissue out your ear
Spittin' like I care
My look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man with his up
Brain dead, and be at a speed bump
When we we stay hard, so you don't land shit
Suck Skam's dick, off of what a dead man
Yo that's it, I don't shit, you know how we go down
They to slow down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so damn
Can't remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you
me of my ex, in the street got me veck
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, leavin' with a neck
Oh shit, lyric equal land mind
I be stackin' up white rappers im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild the plain truth
You couldn't with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't know you but fuck it, let me get a
For this bad car, go along with the breath
Some the mad bomb, and steal the show like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I them ain't shit change
I'm still the lame asshole with a different name
Became late to the show with a different dane
Brain ate the last "O" that I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out like Lucas
When your is turnin' to yellowish-orange mucus
So when I a pencil and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
genius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to the violence
a fire and block the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you never seen worse
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like word of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my first single the clean version
your short life while you're still a teen virgin
Unless you get a specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital possible for emergancy
To try to stop the blood from your ruptured sternum
I'll take it back we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out mothers frame
I'll it further back than that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the fifth like my jaws muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do this puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the bout
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out