Luyện nghe bài hát Contractor

Chopping lines in sand
Feeding blood habits of the elephant man
his thirst with black water rising
Executive on a burning horizon

Yeah, motherfucker take a ride
We're rolling Irish, someone's got to die
or treat, it's IED's so roll the dice for me, please
'Cause it's near 8 miles of pure with more bang for Sam's buck

Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will
Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will

Privatize to conceal all the
Big business is boomin' like it's the 4th of
No for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts and the lynching trees

Yeah, motherfucker take a ride
Running red lights into a green zone, got to die
Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see, so the dice for me, please
And let's snort the bottom line crude into refined

Guaran-fucking-teed, just the deed
Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will

has got to die

Ours is not to why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's
Black assets fuck the Mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the dream

Lay the hammer, hammer down, get the job right
Jacked up and in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and you saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream,

all die
Oh, fucking

Guaran-fucking-teed, will bleed

Oh, lay the hammer, hammer down, get the job right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire
reactions and you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the dream