Luyện nghe bài hát God Forgive Me

"In the year 1982 a 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 where you at? You in combat
So alert, use the attack of the tactical expert
Puttin in work, and leavin troops with wet shirts
Your casuality is high, I'm closin in
Prepare for ultimate end, tell your family bye
Better cool Egon, and shine like veegon
Pissin on your beons, for decades and
You squad has no plus you, my new hustle
Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather you and watch you buckle
I stand 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 I'mma gift ya in ya
Letcha with death for the prize of life
I learned ta never come handed to a gun fight
My advesaries fright, his last sight
Was a flash of light, you said lightning could
From the place twice, I have your head on my death
1500, tonights your last night gettin

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

Thick's ice fix ghosts infrared no
And low from the exchange, psycho
Playa lay no feel pain, killa
I'm top framin the game, use muscle for the
I zip duffle bags to muffle
my knuckles bad on niggaz that think that they runnin shit
They feel the punishment, uh, blood bath, the
Aftermath, at the guns in shit
Too under fallin charum to send up on the earth
Mix with daughters with men
poured from birth the worth for the others
Go to war my brothers
I'm unstable like Kane did to
I'm out the sinnin from the beginnin
Leavin daddy's little pretty linen bloody red
said in the book of dead is now all forgotten
My soul's rotten, still the spilled I feel
Chills, I'm plottin, I'm ill-norm
Take life 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 the creator of this poison's name was Ice
Although, others have told stories, no matter
Who or what invented the monster, their souls be forever
to Hell"

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Enter the chambre, cash richer, leave ya nutless
with the raw scope, double ya dope
Feel my back lash, body cash your fam and media
Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy
Look in the sky, the horsemen bustin no discussion
No stoppin its apocalypse, and load ya clips
Gonna be rich and dead, said don't matter cats scatter
Suckas get touched, niggaz get
Watch em transform into animal form, Hell-born
of the Flies, cry and ya die
Mechanama masses soul snatcher, fallen angel
All angles covered for you fuckin God
Possession, good run cuddle your funds
your guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my flow
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 seive
Clap gats til my shit's clipless
bear witness

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