Luyện nghe bài hát Death Wish 2

1st

(Chorus)

Mama,
I don't to die
wish I'd never been born at all (echoes)

(Grym Reefer!!! Wish 2!!!
Sophomore's Curse!!! go, nigga!!!
like this....)

Motherfuckers kill me,
Fuck it we were 2 die
No one of old age;
die at 25
People at 18...
I'd be dead suicide,
here, still livin'
to my own suprise...
Bank is on the rize,
wanna see me fall
All I in this world
Is my fuckin word and
No on when GOD will call
a casket fall,
Another death; a cause;
Life's 2 short 2 a pause;
So I live it too the
a tone and stay with bullets;
Nigga, my finga on the trigga,
Don't I'm scared to pull it.
I don't nam nigga,
I ain't fuckin nigga,
U 2 ya face,
So we have a nigga;
we all are killaz,
Even kids are killaz;
GOD is getting off;
Now I see the nearer;
While we gettin high;
Bout to get off the map;
Ask the reason why....
Our being sent to die...

(Hook)

(I wish)...Every hater in the world would die;
(I wish)...All my enemies commit
(I wish)...Instead of born, I wish I would've died;
(I wish)...I have to got to hell and then fry;

(Verse 2)

Yeah, was the track, now...
THIS is the track
it back to the trap,
In my hood, 2 our
Where shot in the streets,
Die in they momma's
This ain't a fuckin' rap;
This ain't just a fuckin'
This is a testimony;
Cussin, but I'm human
nam nigga perfect;
Ain't nam hurtin' me, or one of mines;
Without me or havin' 2 do some time;
Eye for an eye,
Crime for a crime,
Fuck a punch-line,
This is real life,
I'm sick of all the
Niggaz what I'm talkin' bout;
hatin, niggaz,
If you what I'm talkin bout;
Lord, mercy;
Cuz I don't talk it out;
Matter fact, Change the
I gon' talk about it;
I know all about cha
Cuz, talk about it;
I ain't finna be the one to go and run squawk it;
But U are,
Now ya looks dim;
why I'm here,
That's why I'm
why I'm GRYM......
And know what it is;
U got a
know where I live;
...And I hiding;
Nope, I hiding from shit;
Cuz, got a gun and anyone can load clips;
Mom me;
a prayer...
Just in I don't make it home;
Either from a bid, or a clip to my dome;
Let me say I you;
Last time...through microphone;
Shed a tear and along;
GOD called me home....
Daddy left, but glad he
One would think I'm sad he
But I'd rather U'd be than dealing with a nigga wrong;
For you in
be trapped a home;
He in drunk and dragging home;
Nigga have to crack his dome;
you more than life itself;
For fortune;
my wealth;
This song make you sad to death,
Cuz I think to self.....(echoes)

(Chorus)

Mama,
I want to die
wish I'd never been born at all

Mama,
I want to die
Sometimes wish I'd been born at all

Mama,
I don't want to die (I heat, cause)
I want to die (I'll make you bleed, cause)
I don't to die (I'll put you deep cause)
...Sometimes wish I'd never born at all

Mama,
I want to die
Sometimes wish I'd been born at all (echoes)