Luyện nghe bài hát Carnival of Souls

[feat.
1:]
I'm the ape in the cage getting more amazing age
AKs and grenades, matter fact I slay them with
They blatantly gays, faggots in berets in
And see my team is unbeatable, the stadium
Basically crazed, circles pacing for days
I'm basically and lost inside a Satanist maze
the brigade, I hate you and I pray you get AIDS
I go hard on hard beats, y'all too lazy to
Too lazy to bathe and so y'all on the god
I'm sick of y'all off the same plate as the god
Y'all could build or even conversate with the god
You shooting off, I would bomb a nation for God
(I'm a suicide bomber) y'all want no confrontation with God
Y'all are swine-eaters, abomination to God
So put some faith God
The objective is to conquer Satan with God

I we got a problem, take me out this fucking column
See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony
Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these phony
You sound like cable, fuck you and your fucking label
I think we got a problem, Paz a fucking problem
I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a fucking problem
Criticism from critics but we don't fucking
All we hear is the drum beat and a fucking
2:]
All I got is too much hate, not love
Too many plates, not grub too many snakes in the grass
I gotta kill one cause the gun ain't got slugs
Body under the belt, not enough
Shotty the shelf, not enough slugs
a bitch you ain't gon do shit suck a dick
Cause I been had your bitch in the lobby on
I no plug, I ain't no snitch
I no blood, I ain't no crip
hood where I be everyday
You don't like me come see me I ain't no bitch
? for the last man man
You could be the man what said
So I focused on the damn
straight like adjusting a handstand
Used to be shy now I'm like a hand can
Demoz say to the sand man
Gun pop, good god your man layin
See that bitch right there with the tan
Couple put the bitch in the damn van
Take her put her in the zone
like an L she gon put it to the dome
Wack all these niggas in the streets
Showing niggas where they live and their fridge and chrome chrome
Nigga please, do you really think I'm gonna a motherfucking nigga where I live at
Jeopardize where my and my kids at
home find my young bull kidnapped
Nigga hit that L that you had cause you motherfuckin crazy if you I will
Gang to the day I hang
When I see my death I'm keep it real

I think we got a problem, take me out this fucking
See all these phony actors, I don't like these rappers
Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these fables
You niggas sound like cable, you and your fucking label
I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a problem
Masterati I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a problem
Criticism from critics but we fucking care
All we hear is the drum beat and a snare
3:]
You should make peace before we the peacemakers
I want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours
I don't want police pacing up the streets
But the has me feeling like a teenager
Sign your soul over, here's a piece of paper
fill in the details, you can read it later
We should in contact, I may need a favour
It's not in contract, no releasing waivers
It's slavery and cheap labour, it's a decent
It's monopoly, I'm landing on parking
blood out here gotta keep my teeth sharpened
Gotta keep cream, gotta a green garden
You doing everything you can just to from starving
I'm Rastafarian and partying, usually with more one darling
It's disheartening, bitches know I Romeo or Prince Charming