Luyện nghe bài hát Anthrax Island

[Mad
Yo, I'm a cannibal on Anthrax
Dine on my victims through pylons
Chamber music, car in dungeons
gun, never sound redundant, funded
I don't a fuck, more bang for your buck
You got shit to talk, you got's dick to
Repent my sins, wipe the prints the crime
Cold-blooded killers with minds
The sober poems roam like freight trains
The shit is back on gain, powder
No one man stand
Pitbull, a fire of gun powder.

Bright blue speck of light, from handstand
in the jukebox, '65 Mustang
Pepsi Cola, palm tress, The
Mad with bayonet, girls spin baton
Three com platoon, full moon
Longer, we stay in the lake we grow
Molotov Cocktail, and loaded
Murder MC's for free no motive
Hard time relaxin', not used to
Sick Vikings with crossbow axes
Bang this plus, who you really down with?
I'm all the world
You're on some hangin' down shit.

Yo, that shit was

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Yo thanks Prev, yo rock shit.

Two steps ahead, too hard to this
Eye glass reflection of astrologists
Stars, galaxies, galleries of way
and back row's untamed
Crucial, using maximum amount of
Grinding the edge of my axe to stay
Lanes shifted, stay at a
Half my the sentence, hail the viscous
helix, mumbling rejects
Hear in the terrible knuckles our defense
Buckle under the enormous pressure of my
Since I humble with even the most eager of intentions.
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