Luyện nghe bài hát God Forgive Me

"In the 1982 a music was created. It was given the title: Gangsta Rap
It had no positive messages, no redeeming value, and feared
By the establishment, it the course of the world"

Ride as my jabos, cocked my watcha back
You know you at? You in urban combat
So stay alert, use the attack of the tactical
Puttin in work, and leavin your troops wet shirts
Your rate is high, I'm closin in
Prepare for ultimate end, tell your family bye
Better like Egon, and shine like veegon
Pissin on your beons, for and eons
You squad has no muscle you, my new hustle
Fuck up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle
I can't a snitch, a switch real bitch
I got transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips
Now its on, on site, if I see you sin ya
If I catch you in traffic gift ya somethin in ya
battle with death for the prize of life
I learned ta never come empty to a gun fight
My feel fright, his last sight
Was a flash of light, you said lightning could
From the same place twice, I have your head on my
1500, tonights your last night blunted

"The voices could not be stopped, it began to
And themself, I grew like a black blade
Moving like a from the west to the east coast
Leaving a path of destruction and mayhem"

Thick's ice fix infrared no remorse
And low from the exchange, derranged
Playa lay no pain, killa cocka-main
I'm top framin the game, use muscle for the
I zip duffle bags to fags
Scuffle my knuckles bad on niggaz think that they runnin shit
feel the punishment, uh, blood bath, the wrath
Aftermath, at least the in shit
Too under fallin charum leads to up on the earth
Mix things daughters with men
Since poured from the worth for the others
Go to war with my
I'm like Kane did to Abel
I'm out the stable sinnin the beginnin
Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen red
What's said in the book of is now all forgotten
My soul's rotten, still the blood's I feel
Chills, I'm plottin, I'm ill-norm
Take forms like light storms I laugh at the wrath
Of the guys comin on, visions of the is risen
The question is now, am I

"Legends tells that the creator of this name was Ice
Although, others have told stories, no matter
Who or invented the monster, their souls would be forever
to Hell"

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Enter the death chambre, cash richer, leave ya
Cutless the raw scope, double ya dope
Feel my back lash, body cash your fam and media
shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy shit
Look in the sky, the four horsemen no discussion
No stoppin its apocalypse, lock and load ya
Gonna be rich and dead, copa said don't cats scatter
Suckas get touched, niggaz get
Watch em transform into form, wicked Hell-born
of the Flies, cry and ya die
Mechanama come masses soul snatcher, angel
All covered for you fuckin God lovers
Possession, good suggestion run cuddle funds
Double your guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my
Be wise, the magnificence, evidence, mind
sins, the abomination, I'm
That nigga, nigga, street mack
Hot is my strap, wet is back
Understand I never forgive, leavin bodies like
Clap gats til my shit's clipless
bear witness

"Like any deadly disease, it has many men
From the east, west, north, and south, rap is now
Alive, God me, God forgive me"