Luyện nghe bài hát Cell Therapy

When the scene
Young girls years old
themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank
Got mo' stretch marks than these
Hollin' they got
See Sega in this new world order
Dem in Atlanta, Georgia
Nations, overseas
Trained assassins to do search and

knocking or asking
Dem coming for niggas me
Po' white trash, they
like her back in slavery
Concentration camps lace with gas pipes
Inferno's outdoors like had back
When Hitler was living in 1945
Listen to me now, me
Later on in the look it up

they say it? Ain't no more constitution
In the of a race war
Places operation Heartbreak Hotel
Moments tear until air tight seat off despair
Dem say expect no
Foot you should be my least worries got to with
Where my W-2's,
Unmarked black swoop down
And try to put missiles in

Who's peeking in my window
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Me and my family moved in our complex
A gate with the serial code was put up
The claim that this community is so drug
But it don't look that way to me I can see
The young bloods hanging out at the sto
looking for a hit of the blo', it's powerful

Oh, you what else they tryin' to do
Make a curfew for me and you
The traces of the new world
Time is getting if we don't get prepared
People gone be a slaughter
My mind allow me to not be curious
My don't understand so they don't take it serious
But every now and then, I
If the gate was put up to keep crime out or to our ass in

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up little niggaz I'm talking to you
About what yo little ass need to be through
I fall a too and I know I shouldn't smoke so much
But I do with the everybody on the average 'bout 4 or 5
I'm lucky to be alive at sunrise now I the cost
After I lost my best friend Bean I as a King
Who am I to tell you to stop
Now you're open to disease and
And 16 years old, this shit has got to stop
take a walk through detox

I want outta this hold, I'm in a cell attack
Loc up folks they in the hood, got an eye on every
I make your face to info you ain't know
'Cuz it's low how the new world plan
Reeks the planet without the man
So what's your angle, try to me from the blood
Is disrespect coming in my home and not
Wiping feet on tha rug
The Citron Absolut has got me bucking no with no phony
Lookout for the man with tha and the white pony

On my back are staying off my toes always on my heels
Insane, plain, soldiers in the dark by plane
To enforce the new by reign
Tag my with your computer chip
Run your hand over tha scanner to buy you now
No more fishing for your
tha days of tha old days past ways gone
Mind blown, conception,
My name on selections but I caught you coming, pow

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