Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Duster [Explicit]

A little toast to the no
With a nod to the
To the ones the riches
From the ones who the fit
A little smoke for the boys
A little nod to the
We're here runnin' round screaming
They're here pointing and laughin'
Don't walk away when I
I'm you
around mister
I got a bop
Who the hell do I I am not
And I'm as hot
As half of hell
I get lit up
Get down
The boy got a bite
You can

Got hope for the
Got prayers for the
In the sky got and rye for the voices in my head
Got kush for the
the world is dangerous
Driven men insane
themselves with angel dust
Somewhere between and lust
A nut get
And a baby get
It seems that trouble trouble us and us
all our days
In every holy book it says we suffer that's it is
So riddle me this from the womb to the why do
We to live

(RTJ)
A toast to the no ones
a nod to the masters (RTJ)
To the with the riches
From the who the rags fit (RTJ)
A little for the gone boys
A little nod to the
We're still runnin' round screaming
They're still pointing and laughin' (RTJ)

Got for the living
Got prayers for the (RTJ)
In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my (RTJ)
Got for the pain
Cause the world is
Driven great men
Anchor themselves with with dust

You say you wanna be my
I you wanna be my God
You say you on the of the righteous
I say I'm gonna hang with the
There's truth where the is
lies in the law
You a whore with a white dress
I a wife in a thong
You love fear and
I ain't fuck with symbolism
I don't give a fuck about
I'll an eye out a pyramid
Cut a ear a mouse hat
Go Van Gough on a rat
Find another to devour
Motherfucker I'm really not it

A is a fraud
A is a lie
A queen is the same thing
You should to your fake god that she die
God really I tell you like this it reside inside
And anybody tell you different, selling you religion
to keep your ass in line
I my masters
I none
That when I die that's it
My is gone I'm a one of one
One half of the RTJ
Defeated the odds to war with the gods
Earned all our and came back straight

A little to the no ones
a nod to the masters (RTJ)
To the ones the riches
the ones who the rags fit (RTJ)
A smoke for the gone boys
A nod to the spirits
We're still here round screaming
They're still pointing and laughin' (RTJ)

Got for the living
Got for the dead (RTJ)
In the sky got whiskey and rye for the in my head (RTJ)
Got for the pain
Cause the is dangerous
Driven great men
Anchor themselves with angel dust

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