Luyện nghe bài hát Contractor

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

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

Guaran-fucking-teed, someone bleed
Guaran-fucking-teed, someone bleed

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

Yeah, motherfucker take a ride
red lights into a green zone, someone's got to die
Hidden Aegis, here to see, so load the dice for me, please
And let's snort the bottom crude cashed into refined

Guaran-fucking-teed, just sign the
Guaran-fucking-teed, someone bleed

has got to die

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

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

all die
Oh, fucking

Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will

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