Luyện nghe bài hát Call Upon Your Gods

J:]
I think it's funny how...the toughest and thugs and whatever...
when they're on death bed...
you know like the day they fry in the electric chair...
all of a they 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 wants to turn to god it's too late.
Till time for you to fuckin' die

J:]
me


Bang


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

[Blaze Ya Homie:]
Before I hit the
When I got three in the
I should've my time was over
worn the fucking vest
But I thinking straight
Caught up in the life
Was the king on the
Now I'm god to take my life
To the pearly
So I can rest
But he helping me
Why has he me?
To in hell
to rot in the grave
And if it for the Lotus
I'd be there today

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

[Shaggy 2
Skin seperates bone
Seperates from
One hot flash of
Now your on this alone
Laying face down in own blood
nowhere to turn
Everything from your finger tips to toes
sets skin deep
Open up eyes
The clutch of death's hand
He could less about your life
As Hell's Chariots come to you away
You finally
It's to to pray

Child:]
me out
I understand the way you think
Or what you're about
I see you
Perfect
With disciples of
I got my shotgun
and revelations
Every bullet is a
They it glorified
The media's the
And now they to die
Son of Sam
Sam of son
Buck you with my
work will be done
Fuck it a hot one

[Jamie
There no end in time
You hear me hethan boy?
Bite your tongue
Before I stab you with pitch fork
All that you talk about
"My God is ashamed"
Crying in
his name
Your such a
Low down
Piece of
And you ain't an ounce of spit

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

Killa:]
I called my god
He told me which to take
I just hope not another mistake
Confused by the things that I'm
Guns that I carry, hoes that I'm
Tell me is just another fucked situation
Calling on my God cause he's the of all creation
Never was told things would be this
Always visioned that my life would be with happiness

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