Luyện nghe bài hát Manslaughter

Code E D, check on the one, two, three
Black hard MC
Rap record slave, a brother on the
a machine gun and one magazine

Wanted, a a million for the body alone
Two for the microphone
If you see him, dial five slayer
A hot line to the and mayor

He's armed ammo, a weapon that's mine
All in rap, strap tech nine
clipped, check the rip on the sneak tip
The about ta flip

They him manslaughter

Code name MD, rappin' fanatic, fanatic
No taken, black Asiatic
Hit man, keeps my unbuckled
Book a on my grill with no signs of a chuckle
Or laughter, 'cause my name ain't Casper the Friendly

But I smoke an MC if I to
Quick fast like Alakazoo,
And I'll be damned, 'cause my rhymes slam Bam Bam
Rubble, partner name is E Double

It's those green eyes that keep my man in trouble
Girls the tip, brothers on his sac
I had to change my to Bruce Wayne also known as Batman
And grab the bozack with this
As I ya manslaughter

They him manslaughter

Mad man fully strapped and I
Don't flex, last chump who did, he got
Undercover, not D T but E D
And wonder why you're spinning my records on three

I'm the original, did crime, I'm no criminal
No static, pack a forty five
Black cat strapped in rap, my Johnson
Walking the streets, a vigilante Charles

As the kick, face his plate on the M1 done
Style's sharper the blade in Shogun
First suckers the brain of a sucker MC
That can't one, two, three

I manage to damage, I roast the membrane insane
Like a head doing cocaine
I kill a plus his daughter
'Cause I'm the E Double and this is

call us manslaughter
They it manslaughter

As I deep into the mirror, I could only resort
To a hardcore gangsta, train of thought
You're stomped out, you're beat down, you go big top
Run your jewels or get pistol whipped

'Cause I'm too swift to slip or miss a on my rap hit
Sleep on a sucker and you still can't get
Me bro, with flow and I don't know Judo
Gun is my style, say this so that you know

no time to dance or romance with a nuisance
Play ya a puppet to put some lead in ya pants
off you go to the rap rat pack
Be stripped of your mic, punk on head we stamped bozack

That's what the doctor
Take two of these, dead,

call it manslaughter
They call it

To the and his daughter