Luyện nghe bài hát Headstones

Putin on my homeboys head stones
out to the voices in my head phones
In the padded room alone to the rain drops
until the sunrise smoke until the pain stop

1-
See ya weep and then ya burn wish the would turn
wish ya enemies were sleepin wit the
ya try to leave it and mature but it and it returns
and it eats ya when ya sleepin and it screeches in ya

ya start eatin up ya and beatin up ya nerves
and ya soul gets bruised but you bleed and then you
then you lead into the worst evil in this
and the make you hurt cuz thier evil and thier cursed

and you feel it all the coldnest in ya bones
ya start getin in that zone ready for vengance with the
then you to the bottle and it goes empty
but the problems still there so you a little sensi

and you get a little tipsy and act on emotions
comotion your trigger finger goes into
and you pay it foward in a way
its the of the foolish man set in his ways

Putin roses on my homeboys head
Zoning out to the voices in my head
In the padded room alone spillin to the rain
drink until the smoke until the pain stop

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I make dark music for you heart you loose it
before you with that oozie making parks translucent
like a dart that hits ya groove ya skin and starts oozing
its the art that i use to ya stay out institutions

see ya blame it on yourself you and then you run
then you start about everything you coulda done
and you wait for inner change ya thumbs
yea your nimble and ya num and it simplier to lung and lash out

hidin from the sun now your cooped up in room
goin wit ya gun
and you feel a loopy from the damage thats been done
to loosin up before we loose another one

you just to recoup and stay away from lock down
take a breather cuz its to stop now
ya pay it foward in a negative way
its the circle of the foolish man set in his

Putin roses on my head stones
Zoning out to the voices in my phones
In the padded room alone spillin to the drops
drink until the sunrise until the pain stop

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Feel jehova's motive for the oppossed and homeless
this is guns and roses this is nuns and
opposin the same and niether one of em knows it
my good side bad side and boastin

you fall and you progress stand up tall when depressed
if you make it thru mess thru it all you will be blessed
but if you and you just settle for less
you fall short of it all and be second to best

now ya caught in a maze in amazement off
in ya basement ya are screamin all late
and you it
you wait and you but you aint doin a thing to change it

you just to get the message from ya eyes and ya ears
you just a hot second before your doin light years
before ya pay it in a negative way
its the of the foolish man set in his ways

Putin roses on my head stones
Zoning out to the voices in my phones
In the room alone spillin to the rain drops
drink until the sunrise until the pain stop