Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes On Your Enemies

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And the lady was finally slaughtered
And into 3 quarters
Her children who was fit fell,
Battlin', golden',
Friends of terror and bloodshed
Pity was not for no man, woman, child or rapper
And
For his rap was felt by
And this when trust had no meaning
Family and friends who destroyed one another
to the world
Love, peace, and
Soldiers, high to survival
P
To open up a to reality
For some,

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The devil the straps off my nigga legs
The Virgin Mary came my homie bleed
Too many fuckin' and enemies
The vultures the mouths for the green cheese
I watched his leave his clothes left him cold
On these streets, anything
He was on the
It 'em ten to do him in
The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back
He was down with the matchin' socks
I mean stuffed like a turkey with a a key of cooked rocks
The reaper and took him
I saw the tears from my baby mama's eyes look him
As I walk through the shadow's of
Where no or no man can spare no breath
The kingdom of freedom is all they
Why the shackle and
My life slaid
>From the cradle to the grave every soldier shall
Bite the apple of (uggggHH)
Every will cry

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Keep your on your enemies, and watch your friends
Put life in your own hands, or your life will end

Now to say if it's the beginning or ending
to finish
Losin' or
I'm trapped in a world of sin
Who's to say your is worth more than mine
Should I give my heart to the so he can live and I can die?
Now my whole life I was
The only is god
But why do I (we) by these man made laws
Ten commandments say do not steal or kill
But I lost to many niggas and say they split my wig for meal
Heaven, up to the steps
Everything I do wrong in my is leading to my death
And even though I see
I believe a god
But I hate when best friend turn to your enemy
When times is

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As the slowly poured
I see of life
started ticking it's the end of my life
Blind fo' his eyes he look at god
Behold no man or your destroyed
He took many prophets and to the kingdom
Big and small ones
Good ones and mean
As the came the ghetto from hell
Some words of the piece 'cause they didn't no better
So sold to the pitch-forks of the fire
Do g's go to heaven or just niggas retire
Crosses burned 'cause they souls was
Hoping for second but ain't none
'cause yo' final call

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