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, hated and
By the establishment, it changed the 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 expert
in work, and leavin your troops with wet shirts
Your casuality is high, I'm closin in
Prepare for your ultimate end, tell your bye
Better cool like Egon, and like veegon
Pissin on your beons, for decades and
You has no muscle plus you, my new hustle
Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and you buckle
I can't stand a snitch, a switch bitch
I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya
Now its on, on site, if I see you sin ya
If I you in traffic I'mma gift ya somethin in ya
Letcha battle death for the prize of life
I learned ta never empty handed to a gun fight
My advesaries feel fright, his sight
Was a flash of light, you said lightning strike
From the same place twice, I have your on my death
1500, tonights your night gettin blunted

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

Thick's ice fix ghosts no remorse
And low from the exchange, derranged
lay no feel pain, killa cocka-main
I'm top framin the game, use for the hustle
I zip duffle bags to fags
my knuckles bad on niggaz that think that they runnin shit
They feel the punishment, uh, bath, the wrath
Aftermath, at the guns 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 my brothers
I'm unstable like Kane did to
I'm out the stable sinnin from the
Leavin daddy's little pretty linen bloody red
What's said in the book of dead is now all
My soul's rotten, still the spilled I feel
Chills, I'm plottin, I'm ill-norm
Take life forms like light storms I at the wrath
Of the guys comin on, of the antichrist is risen
The is now, am I unforgiven?

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

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Enter the death chambre, richer, leave ya nutless
Cutless with the raw scope, double ya
Feel my back lash, body your whole fam and media
Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, shit
Look in the sky, the horsemen bustin no discussion
No stoppin its apocalypse, and load ya clips
be rich and dead, copa said don't matter cats scatter
Suckas get touched, get rushed
Watch em transform into animal form, wicked
of the Flies, cry and ya die
Mechanama come masses soul snatcher, fallen
All angles covered for you God lovers
Possession, good suggestion run cuddle funds
Double your guns, your kids grow, stay out my flow
Be wise, the magnificence, evidence, mind
sins, the abomination, I'm
That nigga, last nigga, mack
Hot is my strap, wet is back
Understand I never forgive, bodies like seive
Clap til my fuckin shit's clipless
Niggaz bear

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