Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

Ooh, to the way I slay your crew
Damage, damage, damage,

They cock them hammers, wave them
But that's that in front of the camera
So when the cameras are attached to dollys, I call dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, hold me in the of your hand, load me
You know exactly I am, murderer
When I'm inserted on to the top of fifteen members
It's the curse of the anarchy starter, the martyr
This is what I have been to do what I do is insanity
Pro-fo-fo-fanity they manually hammer me annually
You dont faze me yo
I won't tigitty you bro
Figgity fucking cut you in half like it's nothing minus the laser
Then I will ring bell like Avon
displaying some of my various tattoos (Trayvon)
The (Oscar) award (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for your father slaughter
piercing tumblers more deadlier than napalm
Fuck a bullet, I take aim when the gun draws
For ever lasting I will maim those who change the gun laws
post traumatic stress disorder, ask any vet I've worked with
My purpose catching like safety nets at the circus

Ooh, listen to the way I your crew
Damage, damage, damage,

Nigga I twist your liver like Oliver (TWIST)
Scratch name off my calendar
See was me thru a silencer
you just heard was a .44 caliber
Now you can in the blanks
I will pillage town
Killing them with Dillinger
Nigga fill in the cause I'm willing to flip
See I'm sort of certified, I'm live
You would be mortified if I would put on what I've seen
Horrified Bibles, rivals, vital organs
Little baby bodies, bridal gowns coffins
Morphine, gang bang, gangrene, slauson, swap
Meet greet, pop I sleep, I don't stop
I love hate, hate
That's why I laugh you pull it
I'm and crass
I'm so elated when I see them on the (you fuckin' pigs!)
They the flag half mass
See no need for conversation
When we're the bullet's point of view

Ooh, listen to the way I slay your
Damage, damage, damage,