Luyện nghe bài hát Carnival of Souls

[feat.
1:]
I'm the ape in the cage more amazing with age
AKs and grenades, matter fact I slay with blades
blatantly gays, faggots in berets in parades
And see my is unbeatable, the stadium stage
Basically crazed, walking pacing for days
I'm dazed and lost inside a Satanist maze
Face the brigade, I you and I pray you get AIDS
I go hard on hard beats, y'all too lazy to
Too lazy to bathe and so hate on the god
I'm sick of eating off the same plate as the god
Y'all never build or even conversate with the god
You shooting off, I would bomb a nation for God
(I'm a suicide bomber) y'all don't want no with God
Y'all are swine-eaters, that's to God
So put some faith God
The is to conquer fucking Satan with God

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

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