Luyện nghe bài hát Chamber Spins Three

It's a motherfucking homicide, just
A shotgun pointed right where it
the inside, the ones you can trust
You got to a serious bust

You thought you a hustler, a boy that was rude
But now in the dirt, can of underground worm food
Stupid motherfucker, you you would last
Well, you took the path, now your name is in the past

Your is in the past

Another fucking lowlife connected to the
A crooked cop on the take, nothing be worse
one gun salute, the widow lays the wreath
The whole police covered up he was a thief

Yeah the finest, caught in deepest shit
Never the day would come, bang, a fucking hit
You call the finest in the city, huh?
For scum you, I have no fucking pity

No fucking pity, you fucking scumbag piece of
Die,

and scamming, distribute all your poison
You call yourself a man, well, nothing but a boy, son
man works hard, starves to climb the ropes
Not killing for money, on the selling dope

isn't everything, I guess it was to you
Did you control your own life or greed controlled
For the lives that you destroyed, so morally
For the people you grieving, I spit on your grave

So it seems, is the system and I'm sorry to say
Dealers pay the cops to turn and the other way

Everybody scratches and to get ahead
You the easy way, it is easy being dead
The spins three, grab the trigger, then you pull it
The game is called roulette and you just won the

Pushing and scamming, distribute all poison
You yourself a man, well, you're nothing but a boy, son
Real man hard, starves to climb the ropes
Not killing for money, on the selling dope

isn't everything, I guess it was to you
Did you control own life or greed controlled you?
For the that you destroyed, so morally depraved
For the people you left grieving, I spit on grave

So it seems, this is the and I'm sorry to say
Dealers pay the to turn and look the other way
On both sides of the law, justice has been
Not by a and jury but by the trigger of a gun

So it seems, this is the system and I'm to say
pay the cops to turn and look the other way
On sides of the law, justice has been done
Not by a judge and jury but by the of a gun

The chamber spins