Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

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

They cock them hammers, them llamas
But that in front of the camera drama
So when the are attached to dollys, I call them dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, hold me in the palm of hand, load me
You know exactly what I am,
I'm inserted on to the top of fifteen family members
It's the of the proverbial anarchy starter, the martyr
This is what I have been converted to do I do is insanity
Pro-fo-fo-fanity when they manually hammer me
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 your like Avon
Before displaying some of my tattoos (Trayvon)
The (Oscar) winning (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for your father daughters
Armor piercing tumblers more deadlier napalm
Fuck a stray bullet, I take aim when the gun
For ever lasting fame I maim those who change the gun laws
Cause traumatic stress disorder, ask any vet I've worked with
My purpose catching bodies like safety at the circus

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

Nigga I twist your liver like Oliver (TWIST)
Scratch your off my calendar
See that was me a silencer
What you just heard was a .44
Now you can fill in the
I will pillage your
Killing with Dillinger rounds
Nigga fill in the clip cause I'm to flip
See I'm of certified, I'm fortified live
You would be mortified if I would put on screen what seen
holy Bibles, rivals, vital organs
Little bitty baby bodies, gowns coffins
Morphine, gang bang, gangrene, slauson, meet
greet, pop I don't sleep, I don't stop
I love hate, cops
That's why I laugh when you it
I'm and crass
I'm so elated when I see them on the (you fuckin' pigs!)
flying 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 crew
Damage, damage, damage,