Luyện nghe bài hát Cross My Heart

Son of a bitch, Jason wants to his wrists
But I'll tell you like this, should'nt take the
the consequences well

The suicidal end up in hell
rather be dead then living in sin
'cause the is fucked up and misled
By like you
Runnin round mother fuckers what they can and cant do
Butterflys in my
Make me wanna vomit 'cause I know doomsday is
Jasons facin or death, it's do or die

And as he take a deep breath he wonders who cry
The only one who cares is you and I

But your the only one who knew why
Lifes a bitch from to end and then you die
Living the of sin and why

I can see it in eyes I'm not suprised
As you cross heart and hope to die

Living your on the edge of panic

But still you
'cause you was born a
Never knew life was a bitch, but it is so
I'm low in the graveyard
a trip to another side another place
Lying in a casket wit a dead face
Who gives a about you, nobody but you

But I didn't have to tell you take thats something you already knew
Just like a to the wrist I'm a cut you quick
Last dying words is I'm a son of a

Son of a gun and Ive begun to bleed
As I scream Jesus christ and to my knees
And as everyone cries wonder why
I cross my heart and to die

My rhyme is a to the forehead
And once you push play pull the trigga and now your dead
A suicidal homicidal suicidal recital
Is what I when I'm on the mic
At midnight I'll smother you like crib
And find my record
never no I was grinnin when I did that
This is the

Deadly, like
So step aside

I knew a little girl was playin my tape on Sunday

They her in some headphones dead on Monday
Hanging from a chandelier the thing to fear is fear
you get them butterflies you know the Unholy is near
Some and never be found
are smothered by the rhythm and then drown

And when I blow your mind your know why
You'll soon your heart and hope to die