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 even
New and old faces, people of any races, and familiar places
Parents and teachers, and preachers
Throw ya hands to the sky and pray he can see us
Living how we got to live, and doing we got to do
Praying for 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, same book, same
Just we on page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, same book, same
Just we on page...

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

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

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

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

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

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