Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Wit Dis Click

How can you faith in a God
That can not even creation
How can He you to salvation
is no hope in chaos only
Welcome to the other side of
And this is your
(Eternity)

The end of the world, I can see it
So I pack my nine and I start huntin'
For niggas that talk shit
Man these hoes never quit until ya
Leave 'em hangin' from a or thrown in a ditch

one of you niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, on his door
Let 'em feel the buck shots of a 12
up by an A-K

Fore you go to bed at night you bitches better kneel and
'Cause when it's business we care our business
I'm on any of a witness or any who wanna get in it
Man shit is real

Not them stories you put in your
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga
Let me make it and plain, run up and you'll get your brains blown
To the side of the with that plastic thang, thang Nina glock 19
With the 20 you don't wanna fuck with this
You don't wanna fuck this

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we bring it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna it to your ass

Man for what any I swear I'll die before I do some time
Bitch the Koopsta when I murder
the muthafuckin' plastic nine corpses that we tortured in the Chevy
Voices let me rest could this be the end yet
Or a sent from Satan
(Nigga omens)

They open the of horror for them horror lords
We tortured the who arrested the faces of triple six
That is sorcerer
(Kill that bitch, that bitch)

Or you might get on a crucifix
I'm of that burning inside of my
Cradle I'm that He could just come
Yet this Nina gots no trigger so I'm

Real like a serial killa mon' straight from that cell for real 'a
I'll buck you dead my nigga and it's a shame when I 'em off
The break mane in I got no thangs
I went in dark fool Koop be jackin' for their thang

Every time I sees you
I go a my Mac-10
(Mac-10)
of my devil's playground
Come with me until the end

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', with this click
And we gonna it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you and you clans
And you crews fuckin', with this click
And we bring it to your ass

Totin' the dead over my shoulder
And to break out with my shovel
Or let look forward and I start to dig up and toss in the body
And give up more as bank of the sore

separate bodies hacked up with a axe and I think a big sack
Been chewed up by rats I'm just writing poems
They bring to cause a triple six night to restore
Split wrists with needles in my fists and amidst', thy clicks, of

No I'm not a but I'm mentally ill
And I understand all the reasons
Well, I it's killin' season and neither does my schizophrenic friends
So therefore due to my mental defocalty

Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies
Let all the bodies soak in all the
Let's go smoke with chick with no pity
I bloody cut chop up shell goes in 20 gauge

Finally thinkin' I was frighting, I'm havin' no thoughts
Of the lives I've done lost when I'm blazin' that stupid fire
Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter it turned my gun
Just thank Micheal Myers no mutilation's
Got no patience when I'm down a patient
to thwart assassination

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click
And we gonna bring it to ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we gonna it to your ass

all you clicks and you clans
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this
And we gonna it to your ass

Therefore all you clicks and you
And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click
And we gonna it to your ass

I'm on a loose up off these cut me free
(Cut me free)
I'll draw your portrait if you put me down on my
(Down on my feet)
My cross turns down and finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released up of some Scarecrow and the Juice

I look to the sky and all I could say was, "Well, finally on again"
No lord could us now 'cause the demons reborn again
My praise the first power found me so I could cower
Without a fool murder bust and bounce

I'll tell you about this Antichrist
into my eyes tell me what you see
The man about scarecrowism
Saints can you feel me, I try for and years
Sinkin' this one day of

Stormy and church bells
Ringin' to the election of a
Follow me into the trees, me rob Adam
And watch me Eve

In this eve much
will probably wonder
With DJ Paul, the Six click
And take 'em under

Bitch, now