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.
That's because they they're about to die.
they are about the meet whatever's after death.
It's funny...nobody to turn to god till it's too late.
Till time for you to fuckin' die

J:]
me


Bang


Torture
Is hell?
Might as be
It's what's and shit
I life filthy
We sexed every bitch in the
we rob or mudda
Find a
And shoot fo or fo each
I it all on the people around me
It's of them god never found me
(wrong)

[Blaze Ya Dead
Before I hit the
When I got in the chest
I should've guessed my time was
Should've worn the vest
But I thinking straight
up in the thug life
Was the on the streets
Now I'm asking god to take my
To the gates
So I can rest
But he wasn't 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 them to you
Call your gods
has left you
Got a final
Cross the final
Life end
But there is no end to
upon your gods
Beg for them to you
Call upon your
Religion has you
Got a hour
Cross the final
will end
But is no end to time

[Shaggy 2
Skin seperates bone
Seperates from
One hot flash of
Now your on this earth
face down in you're own blood
With to turn
Everything from your finger tips to toes
Heat sets skin
Open up your
The cold clutch of hand
He could less about your life
As Hell's Chariots come to carry you
You finally
It's to to pray

[Monoxide
me out
I can't the way you think
Or what you're about
I see you
circles
With disciples of
I got my shotgun
Newspapers and
Every is a story
keep it glorified
The media's the
And now they to die
Son of Sam
Sam of son
you with my shotgun
Wicked work will be
Fuck it a hot one

[Jamie
ain't no end in time
You hear me hethan bitch
Bite your devil
Before I you with this pitch fork
All that you talk about
"My God is ashamed"
in pain
Calling his
such a hypocrite
Low inconsiderate
of shit
And you worth an ounce of spit

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

[Anybody
I apon my god
He told me which path to
I just hope not another mistake
Confused by the that I'm feeling
Guns that I carry, that I'm drilling
Tell me is this just another situation
Calling on my God he's the cause of all creation
was told things would be like this
Always visioned that my life would be filled happiness

[J in background]