Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Diez

Everybody
dies

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

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

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

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

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

[Anybody
Flip through a couple pages, looking my background
All you see is the dead
Daddy always said there'd be like this
Now daddy's dead and cause he was granted his only wish
I can't believe all the drama when it comes to
Ain't you can do but pay respect
Slip the afterlife, feeling light as a feather
Everybody dies, so quit acting like you forever

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