Luyện nghe bài hát Assassin. Assassins.

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

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

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

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

This your
Tricky-tricky-tricky
Are more than scaring me
They're making me
Babies in and insect intestines
Nothing to eat but glass in heaven, man
Oh
Nodding my to the dancing dead
You'd be so surprised the skeleton said, man
He "...oh yeah"

Who'd ever think we be 21?
Our faces will but these places stay fun
Bonnie so beautiful biting at her cuticles
I'd never thought get his far.

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

Dancing in the rain that
Puddles dripping from eyes
The day of our lives
Maybe we have died

Oh man look we've done
We've suited our
the words off our tongues

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

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

Now I know what this all about
She'll you!
you!
Stick a gun in mouth!

Call me
Or me naive
I my own blood to save her heart
the streets that she'll leave

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

You know would happen
When you let all happen
You're
Or happy

I that you're happy, baby

She was my bonnie my one and my wifey my homey
Molded controlled me showed me
Its dough
You me boldly coldly like a .9
Use me cock me and blow my mind
the thought behind my rhyme design

For some time
This of crime has showed no sign of ending
Almost spouses running house
doused in blood

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

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

situations got me craving the rush
So I want to reach out and touch
your bullets load your nuts
Finger fuck the off your trigger
Hear you
Chamber thrust then you