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 of it, some more then others
Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and even
New comers and old faces, people of any races, and 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 doing we got to do
Praying for another day so we can fight and it through
Some of us are for crimes, some of us designed for rhymes
Still we in unemployment lines
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, world
Just we on page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and still strange, same book, same world
Just we on page...

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

Child]
Once I lit a off a bitch I fried
And I ashed it in her face she died
Who you bitches you calling regular you out of my zone?
Like a phone that's stuck 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 tried to take a stab at us
And you should of rapped on us
We see the game way the others hurried and rush
We broke down, rolled them up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what?
You couldn't touch me bitch, not even if you wanted when supposed to
Bitch have your whole block haunted
Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all the really really
Monoxide slap girlfriend silly
Big Willie get your throat cut and bleeding
my homeboy's banging your girl, while ya leaving

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

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

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

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