Luyện nghe bài hát Fucked...

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Master of emcee trade
Pullin' chief executive chains on his
The minister of shattered dreams
For these young kids
Itchin' for this rap
But he never add up these b-boy mathematics
His pragmatic toys made him magnetic
The weight of his unevasive vendettas
Made him keep two with his industry contingents
Ninjas, protection and fringe benefits
He rolls from the benz limited edition
Caught between a sinister smoke and henchmen
his lapel ignited his cigarette
And shoved the knot of his tie and awaited his death
Reckless manslaughter left him
Mashed his chest a crash in the intersection
A fraction of a
Spun out on the
He pull his gun out
instantly
He was in the industry

Is it or imagery?
Senseless of savagery
it be you got fucked in the industry?
See it
You got in the industry

Cause niggas get off in this
Tryin' to up
Awestruck,
But you know how end up
See it
You got in the industry
You know how end up

Video queen type for you's feen
Appeared in scenes
Fulfilling her childhood
Got involved with this mc
Said she like to it and hang 'cause he
her clean
Expensive thangs, european
Ice amidst, ruby red flames she
Stayed in his mix, it was all a game
Swearin' that this was her ticket to fame
But little did she know there was to what he's sayin'
'bout how he made his livin' sellin' crack
how he put caps in all his enemies brains
I guess he missed the two that checkin' for change
Didn't hear his squeal necks broke on choke chains
Baskin' in the of fuck faces they just exchange
Maxin' in his home, coolin' out just
Niggas busted and cappin' while she was in his
and intravenous
Drip her failing rate blip
And the bloody
The sole legacy of this budding
Coroner and cops cameras followed the action
I wasn't but rather saddened when it happened

Cause niggas get off in this business to come up
Awestruck, struck
But you now how end up

The devious you get touched
See it
But you how they end up

Down in san at the gavin
I seen a journalist get stabbed
That was savage
Caught him in the with about four inches
Slapped him in his relentless
And out some big shit
He said homie, you don't know me
Put the gat to his head calm and
The journalist screamin' and cryin' of dyin'
Dude mashed him in his jaw with the
Told him lyin'
Picked him up off his with ease
I thought he might
'til I the police yellin' freeze!
He for the heavens
Eleven put his head in a (shuminumaki? )
on the concrete
That's when I dude that shanked him was a rapper
Hot cause his got slandered
in a metal case for over a decade
He thought he was
But now he wish that day never
his God for forgiveness
Purgin' is than vengeance tryin' to end this nightmare
The industry clockwork oranged his shit
And his brain until he flipped out

Is what is about
You talk too much you got a gun in mouth
Talkin' big you little man they called you out
Shoulda kept your shut
you know how they end up