Luyện nghe bài hát Hell

Follow for now, for no fights
I've been formed to
For fucks familiar foes first
Befo' female MC's fiercely
upon the facts
That facts can be fabricated to lies
My phonetics forces feeble
MC's into on the fly

Feel me, for
get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas
Make the whole feel us
From the to the cap peelers
To the niggaz in the
Shootin' with the Axe-wheelers
Relax it's, time for the immaculate miraculous
Thirteen, oow, the illest!

To all my niggaz who been on, let's get it on
I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on
The of any redneck record exec
I strike 'em wit' the hand, send 'em a step
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This is Hell, incest kids pressure
In the clutchin' they genitals by the dresser
A hundred CC's of the cleanest
In the vein, twenty-four hours of
To the left, we have right wing
On a screen a man his breasts with no penis
Martinez,
Just as raw as Saw Esocidae

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This is, is, this is, this is
This is, is, this is, this is

Yo, yo, I feel I'm one of the livest
One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers and I plan to graduate wit
But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers wit
at our label's roster wonderin' how the fuck they forgot us
After we done recorded dozens of
And made 'em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still us
We givin' niggaz the fuck they want

A holocaust, stompin' niggaz a thousand man march
I livin' in hell, hell's livin' in me
That's why, I'm always screamin' on you MC's
The shit I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat
With the of a scorpion sting to the throat
Overdose that's fatal
Doctors in white lab scramble for an antidote to save you

You can't breathe, your chest painful
Your skin goin' from dark brown to beige-blue
whole room's full of angels
All in your ear to tell you which God you should pray to
You pray to Jesus, but He wanna save you
you unfaithful, so He gives you to Azazel

You're on the operatin' table
Prayin' for Cannibals to slice you head to navel
You banned from TV, banned CD's
Banned from DVD's and loadable MP3s!