Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

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

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

This no blair witch
beware
Ill pick ur brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well heres my
Im outta
rap ya know my flow is ferocious
survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches
I bring this hocus
flying away
like the days of the motherfuckin loafers
I'm the redneck in the
2 come in handy
to answer Violent J, ya right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with like spawn
in the dash blazin it up with explosive
I spit homicides major cities at 11PM
while bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM
ice mixed with is the killers milkshake
here the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

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

Disrespect me I'll run in your
like steam stout
both your arms, gun in your mouth
knock teeth out with the nose of the fifth
bullets bust the back of your head ya die swift
fuckin wit tha clan, what you say
we niggas like the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die way
I'm a thoroughbred gun holding weed-head
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a show while chilling with your ho
and crack your skull with a of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun captain
home of the original gun clapping
gats get brung, niggas get
sons lose and mothers lose sons
I'm a

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

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