Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six a year
See the bullshit you sayin', Skam ain't to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
Keepin' some up in the

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm tryin' to be the of the day
six five a year
See that bullshit you sayin', ain't tryin' to hear
lyrics in your ear
Keepin' some up in the

Aiyyo Shady what the fuck you

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of tired, everytime I wake up
Tired of these fake ducks, of bein' late for the bus
of all be blendin', and endin' up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't with out make-up, wake up
Gold diggin' bitches, the buck stops
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave shit alone
You aint Erykah Badu, what I look Tyrone?
I rip your tissue out ear
Spittin' like I care
My hair look like I ain't come it, shit a damn near
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man with his up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed
When we done we stay hard, so you don't 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 to slow down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so drunk
remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the street got me
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, with a broke neck
Oh shit, lyric equal land mind
I be up white rappers like im throwin' gas signs
And I'm, buck wild the plain truth
You couldn't mess with me, shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't you but fuck it, let me get a dollar
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 jammin three up in the chamber
(Yo Skam the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them ain't shit
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 spaced the fuck out like George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I grab a and squeeze it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
genius, too extreme for the weak and squeamish
Burn you alive till you to be extinguished
Cause when I the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the violence
Start a and block the hydrants
I'm a mean person, you never seen worse than
So when Slim gets this burstin'
You spun backwards like every word of obscene cursin
On the of my first single with the clean version
Stoppin your short life you're still a teen virgin
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital for emergancy surgery
To try to the blood from your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it back before we each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and snatch you out your frame
I'll take it further back than
Back to Lovers' lane, to the you were thought of, and
your father's game
I'll plead the like my jaws were muzzled
So suck my dick while I take a shit and do this puzzle
And when I'm down with ten left in the whole bout
throw a head-butt so hard, I'll knock us both out