Luyện nghe bài hát Assassin. Assassins.

Limb bone isolation.
Nothing to do but to decapitate words
Oh
Abrasive allergic inhaling
Eating the last of the that were urgent oh yeah

This little girly wants to get to the
Rob bank and win a reaction
Didn't she owned a gun
Didn't know she'd shoot gun

Com on baby grab that and get in the car
hit the gas
the cops will catch up crazy
Come on baby

I cant believe you shot guy
You better hope he die
This time ain't no alibi faster baby drive
God! NO! what we done?
and Clyde on the run, on the run

This time
tricks
Are more than scaring me
making me sick
Babies in blenders and intestines
Nothing to eat but glass in heaven, man
Oh
Nodding my head to the dead
be so surprised what the skeleton said, man
He "...oh yeah"

Who'd ever think we be 21?
Our faces will change but places stay fun
Bonnie looked so biting at her cuticles
I'd thought we'd get his far.

I never thought you'd this car
Shoot a guy and break my
Oh
You get me

Dancing in the that night
Puddles dripping from your
The day of our lives
we should have died

Oh man what we've done
We've our hearts
the words off our tongues

This time your itty bones
lock up inside you and not let you go

Bonnie sails over the
My sails over the sea
you please bring back please bring back
My to me

Now I know what this girls all
hold you!
you!
Stick a gun in mouth!

me romantic
Or call me
I spilled my own to save her heart
From the streets that leave

You know those damn cops will do if they find you
They'll you
Or you
Don't let them you

You know what would
When you let all happen
dead
Or you're

I hope that happy, baby

She was my bonnie my one and only my wifey my
Molded controlled me slowly me
Its only
You hold me boldly like a .9
Use me me back and blow my mind
You're the thought my rhyme design

For quite some
This life of crime has showed no sign of
Almost spouses running into
Blouses doused in

"get down n empty the clout out of your trousers"
Bonnie n Clyde, ride with my baby by my
Those baby blue hypnotize
Visualize when you strip the gun clip on your thigh
Never she's gripping

Smith n Wesson dressed in fishnets stretching from toe to
Bonnie blessing with bullet flanks that blow whole ranks to waste
Lower than worthy women wibble wobble when weight
Disintegrate when placed in these ape states

These situations got me craving the
So much I to reach out and touch
Clutch your bullets load nuts
Finger fuck the off your trigger
you hush
Chamber thrust then you