Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

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

Yo Skam, the fuck you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six five a
See bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to hear
Spittin' in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

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