Luyện nghe bài hát Call Upon Your Gods

J:]
I think it's how...the toughest criminals and thugs and whatever...
when they're on their bed...
you know like the day they fry in the electric chair...
all of a sudden they to get religious.
I heard that 9 out of 10 on death row are all ultra religious.
That's because they they're about to die.
That they are about the whatever's after death.
It's funny...nobody wants to turn to god till too late.
Till it's time for you to die

J:]
me


Bang


Torture
Is this
as well be
It's what's and shit
I life filthy
We sexed bitch in the gutter
Then we rob or
a shutta
And shoot fo or fo otha
I blame it all on the around me
It's because of them god never me
(wrong)

[Blaze Ya Dead
I hit the ground
When I got in the chest
I should've my time was over
Should've worn the fucking
But I wasn't straight
Caught up in the life
Was the king on the
Now I'm asking god to take my
To the pearly
So I can rest
But he helping me
Why has he me?
To in hell
Left to rot in the
And if it wasn't for the
I'd still be today

Call upon gods
Beg for to help you
Call your gods
Religion has you
Got a hour
Cross the line
will end
But is no end to time
upon your gods
Beg for them to you
Call upon gods
Religion has you
Got a final
Cross the final
will end
But there is no end to

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Skin from bone
Seperates from
One hot flash of
Now on this earth alone
face down in you're own blood
With nowhere to
from your finger tips to toes burn
Heat sets deep
up your eyes
The cold clutch of death's
He could care less about your
As Hell's come to carry you away
You realize
to late to pray

[Monoxide
me out
I can't the way you think
Or you're talking about
I see you
Perfect
disciples of Satan
I got my cocked
Newspapers and
Every is a story
They keep it
The the target
And now gots to die
Son of Sam
Sam of son
you with my shotgun
Wicked work be done
it catch a hot one

[Jamie
There no end in time
You me hethan bitch boy?
your devil tongue
Before I stab you with this fork
All that shit you talk
"My God is ashamed"
Crying in
Calling his
such a hypocrite
Low inconsiderate
of shit
And you ain't worth an of spit

Dissing my
And out
the tough guy
That my God to go and fuck himself?

[Anybody
I called my god
He me which path to take
I just hope it's not another
by the things that I'm feeling
Guns that I carry, hoes that I'm
Tell me is this just another situation
on my God cause he's the cause of all creation
Never was told things would be this
Always visioned that my life would be filled happiness

[J Speaks in