Luyện nghe bài hát Call Upon Your Gods

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

J:]
me


Bang


Torture
Is this
as well be
It's next and shit
I live filthy
We sexed every bitch in the
we rob or mudda
Find a
And fo or fo each otha
I blame it all on the around me
It's because of them god never me
(wrong)

[Blaze Ya Dead
Before I hit the
When I got three in the
I should've my time was over
Should've worn the vest
But I wasn't thinking
Caught up in the thug
Was the king on the
Now I'm asking god to take my
To the pearly
So I can peacefully
But he helping me
Why has he me?
To eternity in
Left to rot in the
And if it wasn't for the
I'd still be there

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

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Skin seperates from
Seperates bone
One hot flash of
Now your on this alone
Laying face down in own blood
With to turn
Everything from your finger to toes burn
Heat sets deep
Open up eyes
The cold clutch of hand
He care less about your life
As Hell's Chariots come to you away
You finally
to late to pray

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

[Jamie
There no end in time
You hear me bitch boy?
Bite your devil
Before I stab you this pitch fork
All that shit you about
"My God is ashamed"
in pain
Calling his
such a hypocrite
Low down
Piece of
And you ain't worth an ounce of

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

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

[J in background]