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 ain't tryin' to (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 five a
See bullshit you sayin', Shady ain't tryin' to hear
Spittin' in your ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo Shady what the you doin'?

I'm anger!

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

Some say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit change
I'm still the same lame asshole with a name
Became late to the last show with a dane
Brain ate from the last "O" I snifed off caine
You know you're spaced the fuck out George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to yellowish-orange
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks
Freak genius, too extreme for the weak and
Burn you till you screamin' to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, tell me to stop the violence
a fire and block the hydrants
I'm a mean person, you never seen worse than
So when gets this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every word of obscene
On the B-side of my first single with the clean
Stoppin 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 ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we knew each other's
Run in a ultrasound and you out your mothers frame
I'll take it further back that
Back to lane, to the night you were thought of, and
Cock-block your father's
I'll plead the like my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick while I a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down with ten seconds left in the whole
I'ma throw a so hard, I'll knock us both out