Luyện nghe bài hát Guns And Cigarettes

(What's your foo?)

steppin' to me
They get some
But most of should go and try to boost their monthly income
Speaking over is the only time I feel complete
I don't hear the and I don't fear defeat
So you got?
Connect the dots, I'll the pot
Remove the blood clot from the of hip hop
The name in tip-top shape
I'm still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their
I came in late, took a chair in the
But my classmates were unaware how long I'd really there
My peers have been held back for years, back the tears
knows our name like we was the cast from "Cheers"
So here's to the times, tonight is mighty special
So fasten your seatbelts, cause I'm gonna launch vessel
Ain't gonna land I'm bigger than Espo
And bigger than ecstasy and than techno

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

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

(What'd say to you?)

But said, "Drop dead."
I can't, I got a lot
More than just arrogant, asshole pot-head
In the top ten, who you love to hear on
Smiling for the camera while I surf your ear wax
This flat and she kisses like a stripper
I'm to terms with my status as a drifter
Girl, I'm only in this for one night
And these lights are keeping me distracted from my plight
I like a legend on a leash
Making an effort to break every piece I can reach
Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to
But let me scrape these feces from my cleats
Standing on the roof, to the moon
The only I tell the truth is when I'm naked in my bedroom
I'm gonna reap the harvest of my struggles
But from now on, can call me sluggles

Bigger Jesus
than wrestling
Bigger the Beatles
Bigger breast implants

Bigger than guns, bigger than