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 then 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 hands to the sky and pray he can see us
how we got to live, and doing what we got to do
Praying for another day so we can and make 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, book, same world
Just we on page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and kinda strange, same book, same world
Just we on page...

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Come on, we on another
(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 when she died
Who you bitches you calling regular you out of my zone?
Like a celluar phone 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 never tried to take a at us
And you should of rapped on us
We see the game way the others hurried and rush
We them 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 when it's supposed to
Bitch have your whole block haunted
Flaunt us like the in your chilli, we all know the really really
slap your girlfriend silly
Big Willie get your cut and left bleeding
While my homeboy's banging your girl, while ya

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

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

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

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