Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Hand Smoke

Free your
I the East side, no peace
Fuck the
We tell you to the deceased at least
A grown man tellin you something he believe
Practice to deceive, no more up my sleeve
What the fuck bitch, bitch
Why you talkin
duck bitch.
Before your get hit.
shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid.
Stickier than jam and jelly phased, it
Everybody else real bout something.
What you you heard bitch,
Can it, cause frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin' you in the corner with abrasions.
Part of the contamination of State.
in a dream, hopin it's gone when I awake.
Mama I'm a play on play serial killa
biting my mind like Godzilla
We survive like catipillas in cocoons and
Stretch the industry elastic
So fantastic, like the Newport cigarette I smoke.
Hit the motherfucka I choke
I and I boast about nothin
Death, dying, and hoes
So understand that he's something.
Never be I'm underground with the dirt and grime
heads be my reason for rhyme
I'm on time like a
Leavin you hangin in the
Standin in comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris
Check the
Second smoke when you breath.
what I told you always believe.
You on the Monoxide Child and wild.
the world on nine cloud screaming loud.

Free your
Breath it in second smoke
Free your
Breath it in second smoke

You phony bitches wanna shut me
plugs on the microphones.
Hatin on the individual Mr.Bones
Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or they blown
If they aren't turn this up and mash on
As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast
at a fast pace made my heart race.
Lookin in the face and I don't even shudder.
If my woman starts cheatin motherfuck her,
I'm out my
weed, fame and wealth
So your hopes and dreams,
And put that back on the shelf
Cause we rollin in a ride far stolen
Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood motors and
Takin curbs with ease, trees, lookin Chinese
that the cops ain't tailin me.
Tryin to violate the glass
pass the blunt before you pass out
Cause now it's on, pushin
Patrollin the hood, so that.
Heard the shit and the is all wack
Plannin the attack, we move when it's dark at night
Believe the rumors, cause they all right.
Outta sight like concealed weapons and trades
your door for the raid
And in the shade is a sawed off double-barreled
for mothafuckas who wanna jump.
Cause I got 13 in my pocket I'm a mad man
My finger turnin suckers to sand

Free mind
Breath it in second hand
Free mind
Breath it in second hand

Distraught head trauma
You can't see the drama
I get the from marijuana
At night I lay with no place to go
All by my lonely screamin out fuck show
Cigarettes, blunt I love the smell
hate me cause I smoke, burn in hell
Cause it for everybody
I live to sever so melancholy
Suicide is a folly and I'm out

your mind
Breath it in second hand (what, what)
your mind
Breath it in hand smoke
Free your
Breath it in second hand (what)
your mind
Breath it in hand smoke
Free mind
Breath it in second smoke
Second hand smoke, hand smoke, What
Free your
Breath it in hand smoke (yeah)
Free mind
Breath it in second hand (right)
Free mind
it in