Luyện nghe bài hát Contractor

Chopping in international sand
blood junky habits of the elephant man
Quenching his thirst with black water
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 the dice for me, please
'Cause near 8 miles of pure luck with more bang for Sam's buck

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

Privatize to all the lies
Big business is like it's the 4th of July
No need for all the
Jump the kangaroo and plant the lynching trees

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

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

has got to die

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

Lay the hammer, hammer down, get the job right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire
Covert and you never saw me
A glass lot in the American dream, yeah

all die
Oh, murder

Guaran-fucking-teed, someone bleed

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