Luyện nghe bài hát Guns And Cigarettes

(What's name foo?)

Rappers to me
wanna get some
But most of should go and try to boost their monthly income
over beats is the only time I feel complete
I don't hear the weak and I fear defeat
So you got?
the dots, I'll raise the pot
Remove the blood clot the brain of hip hop
The name remains in shape
I'm still the back rapper in the aim of their hate
I came in late, a chair in the rear
But my classmates were unaware how long I'd really been
My peers been held back for years, holding back the tears
Everybody knows our like we was the cast from "Cheers"
So here's to the good times, tonight is special
So fasten your seatbelts, cause I'm gonna launch vessel
Ain't gonna land until I'm than Espo
And bigger than ecstasy and than techno

I wanna bigger than Jesus and bigger than
Bigger than the Beatles and bigger than breast
I'm gonna be the thing to hit these little kids
than guns, bigger than cigarettes

A few years ago an ex-girl of
Asked me to her name out of my rhymes
So I said this rhyme that I'm to say
It from the heart and it went this way:
Go to hell girl, you me sick!
I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his
the fuck makes you think I'd put your name on my record?
there, now I a lot better
You know
I ain't drank a forty since I old enough to drink
Not caught up in what the these people think
Cause when I die gonna find the missing link
But tonight I'm gonna vomit it in the sink
I'm more of y'all don't get hit by cars
Missing your surroundings, at the stars
I'm lonely without a woman that to spar
That's why I spend so time in these bars
poolside, screaming, "Do or die!"
Looking at the asking, "Who am I?"
Saw my reflection, Yes! I'm fly!
And as you can guess again, I'm too damn

(What'd say to you?)

But said, "Drop dead."
I can't, I got a lot
More than another arrogant, asshole pot-head
In the top ten, who you love to hear on
Smiling for the while I surf upon your ear wax
This beer's and she kisses like a stripper
I'm coming to with my status as a drifter
Girl, I'm only in this town for one
And these neon lights are keeping me from my plight
I feel like a on a leash
Making an to break every piece that I can reach
Yeah, I got to say, and even more to teach
But let me scrape these feces from my cleats
Standing on the roof, complaining to the
The only I tell the truth is when I'm naked in my bedroom
Soon I'm gonna the harvest of my struggles
But now on, y'all can call me sluggles

Bigger than
Bigger than
Bigger the Beatles
Bigger breast implants

Bigger guns, bigger than cigarettes