Luyện nghe bài hát Days Are Cold

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1*

You only ever act the way that i you act,
Its a fact,
''You had my love now I'll 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 it's best I erase this track
But I do that, you're gonna taste my wrath
It's time to inform you im with a gat

face is wack and I hate your laugh
You're caked in slut
PLEASE a bath!
Making cash is an task
lIke a flaming rash testing how your patience lasts

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

Think of ya' daughter, you whore
Bare so many jewels that you to the floor
Hit so hard you woke at weathered doors
Now the only bling hear are the bells in the morgue

Self and sick similes
Effects everyone in this
Listen to me cause missing the key
Slit ya' in three, then you'll really be free

Kiss the concrete, you're in the hot seat, watch me
I'm stealing your watch G
is Hip Hop beef
And if ya' clip's not
I'm gonna rip yo' spleen!
And I'll use the knife, put it to your wife,
While the mother fucker she can be kissing my feet
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
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2*

Sometimes I why you act that way
A mass parade I just ask a favour
im'a even the score, it's 3 - 4
When she bleeds on the floor I have to save her

In fact I'll tape her to the radiator
And ass rape while I I hate her
NOW the is saying that the vein she drained is MY fault?!
was it me! Blame The Razor!

I aint your savour, you're a damaged
You be restrained in a savage lock up
And while out the picture I can ravage hot sluts!
It wouldn't have happened if you could cock-sucks

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

A dark horse
I'm paving the way for a better day when my is straight from the medicates
Stop believing if I meditate, I can levitate like a feather to Heaven's Gate, It's never late,
But I don't know when to stop, a cop, for blowing a shot
for showing my cock
I know 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, bruising peeps sue me
So i can get on the news, see?
Now I'm locked in a room for the loony, but like Houdini,
Can you see me?

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

sure the rage holds,
And it aches 'til it the mould
N' all the mother pay their toll
To to pay for ya' Rolls
keeps you warm when the Days.. Are.. Cold!

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