Luyện nghe bài hát Days Are Cold

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Who can the, New contender?
Who can the, New. con.ten.der...?

1*

You only ever act the way i make you act,
Its a fact,
had my love now I'll take it back,'
I'll beat you for that,
Hit you with a baseball bat and take my baseball hat

If I kill you i guess I just confessed... I think it's I erase this track
But before I do that, you're taste my wrath
It's time to you im dangerous with a gat

Your face is wack and I hate your
You're caked in slut
take a bath!
Making is an ancient task
lIke a flaming rash testing how long your lasts

Breast implants and chest enhance impresses mans with of interesting plans,
I you cant get the things that you wanna,
Unless you marry a man with and a sauna!

Think of ya' daughter, you self-centered
Bare so many that you fell to the floor
Hit so hard you woke at weathered doors
Now the only bling you'll hear are the bells in the

Self metaphors and similes
Effects everyone in vicinity
Listen to me cause you're the key
Slit ya' wrist in three, you'll really be free

Kiss the concrete, while in the hot seat, watch me
I'm stealing your wrist G
is Hip Hop beef
And if ya' not sheathed?
Then I'm rip yo' spleen!
And use the same knife, put it to your wife,
While the mother fucker cries she can be kissing my
While I'm sipping the drink of your favourite malt, favourite both keep you warm when the Days Are Cold..

Tryn'a this..

Dealing with the trolls
On a doll
But the pay old

Living in the
a facelift Doll
(Repeat X2)

2*

Sometimes I why you act that way
A mass parade when I ask a favour
Well im'a even the score, 3 - 4
When she bleeds on the I don't have to save her

In fact I'll masking tape her to the
And ass while I claim I hate her
NOW the bitch is that the vein she drained is MY fault?!
FUCK was it me! The Razor!

I aint savour, you're a damaged product
You should be restrained in a savage up
And while you're out the I can ravage hot sluts!
It wouldn't have happened if you could manage

You dump trucks, looking for cardboard
I'm having fun fucks, doing it hard
Your heart pours like been stabbed with a sharp sword
Living in the street, practicing bar

A fascist horse
I'm paving the way for a better day when my head is from the medicates
Stop believing if I meditate, I can levitate like a feather weight to Gate, It's never late,
But I don't when to stop, throwing a cop, for blowing a shot
Just for showing my
I don't if my lyrics are flowing or not...
I don't even know if I'm getting where I'm or got!

I cruise the streets, peeps that sue me
So i can get on the news, see?
Now I'm locked in a for the loony, but escape like Houdini,
Can you see me?

It's I do weekly and you who seek me
Should be warned I am able to move freely
So ya' TV, Buy my new CD, Choose ya' freebie and abuse the Beegee's

Make the rage holds,
And it 'til it breaks the mould
N' all the mother fuckers pay toll
To afford to pay for ya'
That keeps you warm the Days.. Are.. Cold!

Who can
the
New

Who-Who-WHo-WHo-Who can the, New New New
Who.. Who.. Who.. Who can test the, new
Test! Test! Test! New Contender...