Luyện nghe bài hát Abortion

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I see you with your palms in your
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my
I make it on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I know your name,
Your is unimportant
We in the of the beast
And she thinking 'bout

1]
I woke up this morning, d*ck hard
Ashed my blunt in my Award
You can save your bullshit on memory card
If real n*gga business, then you n*ggas unemployed
Jumped on the celly, called
He says he was gravy, I say I was
in the mirror, said "You's an ill n*gga"
Then I ran to the like track and field n*gga
Now I think I'll have me a coffee with six
In a world full of ass-kissers and d*ck
I'm tryna a straight line but the line crooked
I'm for the stars, astronauts dodge bullets
Yeah, I bought a brand new
The hate is to my ears, I got my dancin' shoes
we question shit that there is no answer to
But I built a house on "I don't give a f*ck" Avenue

I see you with your palms in your
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my
I make it on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker

I know name, yeah
Your is unimportant
We in the of the beast
And she thinking abortion

2]
Down on the ceiling, up at the bed
Life is a gamble check the point spread
And when life sucks, I enjoy the head
I'm so of these n*ggas, I need meds
Smoking on a hallelujah, you Jesus
me focus on the future and not the previous
Double R, I'm a rebel a reason
Sometimes you gotta the devil with a demon
Blood is in the streets and it is up to my
Underground shit, I see as a seed
Living in the glass, and everybody's
But how can you get the picture, if you don't know who it?
This current affairs, but who the cares?
fighting over positions, musical chairs
On the road to redemption, you use a few spares,
I'm just f*cking ready so I come

I know your name,
Your name is
We in the of the beast
And she thinking 'bout

And the rockets red glare, the bursting in air
Life is a coaster, but still unfair
A in disguise is right before our eyes
But since it is in disguise, we don't that it's there

And I see you with your palms in pants
But me, me, see me, I got the in my hands
I make it on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I your name...