Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Diez

Everybody
dies

[Jamie
Patchwork, together from dues to dirt
earthgrown and weather conditions of the desert
And everyone's a part of it, more then others
Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and grandmothers
New comers and old faces, people of any races, and 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
Praying for another day so we can fight and make it
Some of us are designed for crimes, of us designed for rhymes
Still we in unemployment lines
One of a kind, and kinda strange, same book, same world
Just we on another page. (one time)
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same
we on another 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 face when she
Who you bitches you regular when you out of my zone?
Like a phone that's stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown
That's me and my man at your door, and we looking for a to start the war
You should of never 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 them down, rolled them up, sparked the flame and smoked all in the dust, what?
You couldn't touch me bitch, not even if you wanted when it's to
Bitch I'll have your whole block
Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really
Monoxide slap your silly
Big get your throat cut and left bleeding
While my homeboy's banging girl, while ya leaving

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

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

Killa]
Flip a couple pages, looking into my background
All you see is the around
Daddy said there'd be days like this
Now daddy's dead and gone he was granted his only wish
I can't believe all the drama it comes to death
nothing you can do but pay respect
Slip into the afterlife, light as a feather
Everybody dies, so quit like you livin' forever

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