Luyện nghe bài hát Contractor

Chopping lines in sand
Feeding blood junky habits of the man
Quenching his thirst with black water
outcomes on a burning horizon

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

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

Privatize to conceal all the
Big business is boomin' it's the 4th of July
No need for all the
Jump the kangaroo courts and plant the trees

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

Guaran-fucking-teed, sign the deed
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 assets fuck the Mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the American

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

all die
Oh, murder

Guaran-fucking-teed, someone bleed

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