Luyện nghe bài hát God Forgive Me

"In the year 1982 a music was created. It was 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 of the tactical expert
Puttin in work, and leavin your troops with wet
Your casuality is high, I'm closin in
for your ultimate end, tell your family bye
Better cool like Egon, and like veegon
on your beons, for decades and eons
You squad has no muscle plus you, my new
scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle
I can't stand a snitch, a switch 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 ya somethin in ya
Letcha battle death for the prize of life
I learned ta come empty handed to a gun fight
My advesaries feel fright, his last
Was a flash of light, you said could strike
From the same place twice, I your head on my death
1500, tonights your last night gettin

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

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

"Legends tells that the of this poison's name was Ice
Although, others have different stories, no matter
Who or what invented the monster, souls would be forever
to Hell"

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Enter the death chambre, cash richer, ya nutless
Cutless with the raw scope, double ya
Feel my back lash, cash your whole fam and media
Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, shit
Look in the sky, the four bustin no discussion
No stoppin its apocalypse, and load ya clips
Gonna be and dead, copa said don't matter cats scatter
Suckas get touched, niggaz get
Watch em transform into form, wicked Hell-born
of the Flies, cry and ya die
Mechanama come soul snatcher, fallen angel
All angles for you fuckin God lovers
Possession, suggestion run cuddle your funds
Double guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my flow
Be wise, the magnificence, evidence, decadence
sins, the abomination, I'm
That nigga, last nigga, street
Hot is my strap, wet is your
Understand I forgive, leavin bodies like seive
Clap til my fuckin shit's clipless
bear witness

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