Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Diez

Everybody
dies

[Jamie
Patchwork, together from dues to dirt
From and weather conditions of the desert
And everyone's a part of it, some more others
Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and even
New comers and old faces, of any races, and familiar places
Parents and teachers, prostitutes and
ya hands to the sky and pray that he can see us
Living how we got to live, and doing we got to do
for another day so we can fight and make it through
Some of us are designed for crimes, some of us for rhymes
Still we congregate in lines
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, book, same world
we on another page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, book, same world
Just we on page...

x2]
Come on, we on another
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)

[Monoxide
Once I lit a off a bitch I fried
And I it in her face when she died
Who you bitches you calling regular you out of my zone?
Like a celluar phone that's on roam, now get ya mind blown
me and my man at your door, and we looking for a reason to start the war
You should of never tried to take a at us
And you never of rapped on us
We see the game from way the others hurried and
We broke them down, rolled them up, sparked the and smoked them all in the dust, what?
You couldn't touch me bitch, not if you wanted when it's supposed to
Bitch I'll have whole block haunted
Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really
Monoxide slap girlfriend silly
Big get your throat cut and left bleeding
my homeboy's banging your girl, while ya leaving

x2]
Come on, we on another
(Everybody dies)
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)

Bill]
What ya at, where ya bitch at?
I'll make her bounce on the back's up
Thinking you're something your other playas tap off
in your stomach, till your whole waist snap off
Pour on 'nac, bite the bottle cap off
Hate it with a passion when a bitch act off
Ride on ya hood and never slack off
Never let it get squash, never let it
Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die

Killa]
Flip through a couple pages, into my background
All you see is the around
always said there'd be days like this
Now dead and gone cause he was granted his only wish
I can't believe all the drama it comes to death
Ain't you can do but pay respect
Slip the afterlife, feeling light as a feather
Everybody dies, so acting like you livin' forever

x2]
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)