Luyện nghe bài hát EMG

We had fire and smoke and water
And troubled us a lot
Now we're marking down our
And really, really hot

must go
You wanna get on fly shit
Get on some to the fire shit

must go
I wanna you the dream
I wanna you come apart at the seams

must go
You wanna get on fly shit
Get on some butterfly to the shit

must go
I wanna sell you a

Heart of an boy molested in confession
Who plotted for 20 years slit the throat of a reverend
And half of this thought is vandal the system
Contraption of drift, sick shit and spit at your heaven

I'm grabbin' my dick again, foot on the wall, down
I'm drinkin' that piss again, back at the hometown
Starscream the system, star the cassette deck
Lazerface is in effect

like a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly shit
Shut your little crime hybrid
Eyelids pinned flat, we had a focus group
Of lab clappin', at last you got dap

Automaton bells well from death valley
Shit, we all mingle in ditch, grave for the kids
Clash with the rap set
A funk breath, the last rebels left?

Slide off or get the slashed in your neck
You're with 28 day simian
Yeah, dog him again, the bad destruct militant
Drum percussion diligent

The that gave birth to the style is NY
The recipient sky is too fly
The of the witnessin spot was BK
A cloud of asbestos, I guess it's

Now you want me to and do how you say
Or look into my brain through this glass
Fuck this, how 'bout I just smack you
Save that 4th Reich for them plastic twits

Or the old of fate stichin' the casket nits
I'll be drunk on the of the train takin' a piss
Bumpin' BDP a Raheem kit
With double d Duracel megamix like

Everything go
You get on some fly shit
Get on some to the fire shit

must go
I sell you the dream
I wanna watch you apart at the seams

Everything go
You wanna get on some fly
Get on some butterfly to the shit

must go
I wanna sell you a
Get over and buy, you hoe

me, little child, why the devious smile?
Well, I've become what I've forsaken and the irony's
Are you in of this outfit? Nah, not me, cousin
I distinction from the chompers of a buzzard

Is my in Heaven? Well, she's definitely not here
Now run away and go play with this hatchet and spear
I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the off
I've got a windmill to tackle, son, my gun off

My hot pink space heater, duck down
out from the crevice of a triple fat, duck down
Horse hooves and meat I'm glued to the beat
hovercraft draggin' a bass stab behind it

Every little phrase is for y'all to rewind it
Every brittle phase has an assignment
Eyes wide, the bad man walks
five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9

Who was by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle
See cop smile, cops gun
Now see juvenile me in Reeboks run
Through the projected of the catacombs, son
it home's so fun

If you're alone, don't sweat you're alone with the best
The underrated phrase mason who's leakin' to cassette
If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I can't lie about
At least I'm honest when I tell you my mind's full of shit

And sick of skippin' on electrified hop grid
We're double to percussion
With barbed wire rope choker
The most floatinist dope spit, get lit
You're with an ambulance chaser, I strive design

Everything go