Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Duster [Explicit]

A toast to the no ones
a nod to the masters
To the ones with the
the ones who the rags fit
A smoke for the gone boys
A little nod to the
We're still here runnin' screaming
They're still pointing and laughin'
Don't walk away when I
I'm you
Turn around
I got a bop
Who the hell do I I am not
And I'm as hot
As about of hell
I get lit up
Get diduck
The boy got a barracuda
You can

Got hope for the
Got for the dead
In the sky got whiskey and rye for the in my head
Got for the pain
Cause the world is
great men insane
Anchor themselves angel dust
Somewhere between and lust
A nut get
And a get made
It seems that trouble trouble us and us
all our days
In every holy it says we suffer that's what it is
So riddle me this from the womb to the why do
We to live

(RTJ)
A little to the no ones
With a nod to the (RTJ)
To the ones the riches
From the ones who the fit (RTJ)
A little smoke for the boys
A little nod to the
We're still here runnin' round
They're still here and laughin' (RTJ)

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

You say you wanna be my
I you wanna be my God
You say you on the side of the
I say I'm gonna hang the wrong
truth where the filth is
There's in the law
You want a whore with a white
I want a in a thong
You fear and division
I ain't fuck with your
I give a fuck about power
I'll an eye out a pyramid
Cut a ear a mouse hat
Go Van on a house rat
Find another to devour
Motherfucker I'm not hearin' it

A is a fraud
A is a lie
A queen is the damn thing
You should pray to fake god that she die
God really exists I tell you like this it inside
And anybody tell you different, just selling you
to keep your ass in line
I kill my
I none
That means I die that's it
My style is I'm a one of one
One half of the RTJ
Defeated the odds to war with the gods
Earned all our scars and came back

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

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

Dust
Angel