Luyện nghe bài hát Hollowpoint

(Two seperate worlds, opposites, yet alike in so many many ways. Both these worlds are engaged in an eternal war with each other. The war of good vs evil, which is which you decide. Only one thing will outlast both armies, only one thing will survive in the end. And that special magical little item, is that of which we call the hollow bullet)
Sit back and let me you into the mind of a killa
Dark carnival, wig splitta (anybody!)
Mood changes, time to
So a dinosaur that you can't tame
I bring pain, what you think I'm a game
Detroit is my home, what I claim
Fuck a balla, I the 313
With Tek 9's and trees, it's a luxury
how it is and I ain't changing for shit
Fuck the earth, mean mugging, waiting for someone to
I'm and tired of fucking waiting for you wanna be
to quit, that's why I keep it underground
And drop the killa shit, for juggalos that it real non-stop
Keep away from juggahos till I load up my
Cause in we got mothafucking problems
And all the gunplay that you hear is my trying to solve them
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can tell you, the trigger, things will never be the same
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, will never be the same
I gotta new Tek, that I'm dieing to use
Play games this killa and your destined to lose
Mental stress, me alive
Sniffing of gunpowder to start off the night
Curbside gangbanging some mark ass bitches
Gunsmoke from bullet holes you dead in the ditches
I'm just an average individual, street convict
Pocket full of bullets, ready to use up quick
You ask my name (ABK!), you know the game ain't
Labeled as a killa, busting all the same
As any other mothafucka a piece, and a little bit of attitude
Running through the streets, rude
So hate if you to, but I'ma keep my focus
And continue with the that I practiced with the Lotus (LOTUS!)
Psychopathic, and I'm for life, and anyone who dissagree
Let these points change ya mind!
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same
I feel the urge to murder, theres no need to me
Seven lives, under the light, at night, I'm filled with
Is it true that the who you hang with, rub off?
Is that why me and Violent J love cutting bitches off?
Imagine everytime you woke up, you was choked up
And had to grab a shank and slit a up
The types of shit most call unreal
But its the that makes you feel, the way to deal, is just to kill
Crazy, ballistic, cause my head is a
With the empty fucking wallet so there's so much to
If I appeal to you, do you think I keep it real with
Turn my and let my hollow points drill into you
type of person do you think that I am?
Because we had a conversation and we shook hands (How ya doing? What's up?)
Don't get it in your head that I would never you
Cause the that getting shot are the ones that deserve to
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, will never be the same
You can't me anything, hollow points control the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same