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 the hollow tipped bullet)
Sit back and let me you into the mind of a killa
Dark carnival, wig splitta (anybody!)
changes, time to rearrange
So love a dinosaur that you can't
I bring pain, what you think I'm a game
is my home, Eastside's 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, for someone to trip
I'm sick and tired of waiting for you wanna be
to quit, that's why I keep it underground
And drop the killa shit, for juggalos that keep it real
Keep away from till I load up my glock
Cause in Detroit we got problems
And all the gunplay that you is my homies trying to solve them
(Chorus)
You can't me anything, hollow points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will never be the
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will never be the
I gotta brand new Tek, I'm dieing to use
Play with this killa and your destined to lose
stress, keeping me alive
Sniffing lines of to start off the night
Curbside gangbanging some mark ass bitches
Gunsmoke from bullet holes leaves you dead in the
I'm just an average individual, street slanging
full of bullets, ready to use them up quick
You ask my (ABK!), you know the game ain't changed
as a killa, busting caps all the same
As any other mothafucka with a piece, and a bit of attitude
through the streets, acting rude
So if you want to, but I'ma keep my focus
And continue with the magic that I practiced the Lotus (LOTUS!)
Psychopathic, and I'm down for life, and who dissagree
Let hollow points change ya mind!
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same
You can't me anything, hollow points control the game
I can tell you, the trigger, things will never be the same
I the urge to murder, theres no need to cure me
Seven lives, under the light, at night, I'm filled fury
Is it true that the people who you with, rub off?
Is that why me and J love cutting bitches heads off?
Imagine everytime you woke up, you was getting up
And had to grab a and slit a throat up
The types of shit most people call
But its the thing makes you feel, the way to deal, is just to kill
Crazy, ballistic, my head is a train
With the empty fucking so there's so much to gain
If I appeal to you, do you think I keep it real with
Turn my back and let my points drill into you
What type of person do you think I am?
Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook hands (How ya What's up?)
Don't get it in your head that I would never you
Cause the ones that getting shot are the ones that to
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same
You tell me anything, hollow points control the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same