Luyện nghe bài hát Chamber Spins Three

It's a motherfucking homicide, deserts
A shotgun pointed where it hurts
From the inside, the ones you can
You got to a serious bust

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

Your is in the past

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

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

No fucking pity, you fucking scumbag piece of
Die,

and scamming, distribute all your poison
You call a man, well, you're nothing but a boy, son
Real man works hard, starves to the ropes
Not killing for money, on the corner selling

Money everything, I guess it was to you
Did you control your own life or controlled you?
For the lives that you destroyed, so morally
For the you left grieving, I spit on your grave

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

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

and scamming, distribute all your poison
You yourself a man, well, you're nothing but a boy, son
Real man works hard, starves to 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 you destroyed, so morally depraved
For the people you left grieving, I on your grave

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

The chamber spins