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 the cameras are attached to dollys, I call them dali lama's
Mold me, loathe, me in the palm of your hand, load me
You know exactly I am, murderer
When I'm inserted on to the top of family members
It's the curse of the 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 figitty faze me yo
I won't tigitty you bro
Figgity fucking cut you in half like it's nothing the laser scope
Then I will ring your like Avon
Before displaying some of my various (Trayvon)
The (Oscar) winning (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean)
Sworn to be cannon fodder for father slaughter daughters
Armor piercing tumblers deadlier than napalm
Fuck a stray bullet, I aim when the gun draws
For lasting fame I will maim those who change the gun laws
Cause post stress disorder, ask any vet I've worked with
My catching bodies like safety nets at the circus

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

Nigga I will twist liver like Oliver (TWIST)
your name off my calendar
See that was me a silencer
What you heard was a .44 caliber
Now you can fill in the
I pillage your town
Killing them with Dillinger
Nigga fill in the cause I'm willing to flip
See I'm sort of certified, I'm fortified
You would be mortified if I put on screen what I've seen
Horrified holy Bibles, rivals, vital
Little bitty bodies, bridal 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 when I see them on the news (you fuckin' pigs!)
They flying the half mass
See there's no need for
When we're the bullet's point of view

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