Luyện nghe bài hát Damage

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

They cock them hammers, them llamas
But that's that in of the camera drama
So when the cameras are to dollys, I call them dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, hold me in the palm of hand, load me
You exactly what I am, murderer
When I'm inserted on to the top of 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 manually hammer me annually
You dont faze me yo
I won't tase you bro
Figgity cut you in half like it's nothing minus the laser scope
Then I will ring your bell Avon
displaying some of my various tattoos (Trayvon)
The (Oscar) award (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for your slaughter daughters
Armor piercing tumblers more deadlier than
Fuck a bullet, I take aim when the gun draws
For ever lasting fame I will maim who change the gun laws
Cause post traumatic stress disorder, ask any vet worked with
My catching bodies like safety nets at the circus

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

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

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