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 item, is that of which we call the hollow tipped bullet)
Sit back and let me take you the mind of a killa
Dark carnival, psychopathic wig (anybody!)
Mood changes, time to
So love a dinosaur that you tame
I bring pain, you think I'm playing a game
is my home, Eastside's what I claim
Fuck a balla, I the 313
With Tek 9's and green trees, it's a
This how it is and I ain't changing for
Fuck the earth, mean mugging, for someone to trip
I'm sick and tired of fucking for you wanna be
to quit, that's why I keep it underground
And drop the killa shit, for juggalos keep it real non-stop
Keep away from till I load up my glock
in Detroit we got mothafucking problems
And all the gunplay that you is my homies trying to solve them
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
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 brand new Tek, I'm dieing to use
Play games this killa and your destined to lose
stress, keeping me alive
Sniffing lines of gunpowder to start off the
Curbside gangbanging with some mark ass
Gunsmoke from bullet leaves 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 (ABK!), you know the game ain't changed
Labeled as a killa, caps all the same
As any other mothafucka with a piece, and a bit of attitude
Running through the streets, acting
So hate if you want to, but I'ma keep my
And continue with the magic that I practiced with the (LOTUS!)
Psychopathic, and I'm down for life, and anyone who
Let these hollow points ya mind!
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can tell you, the trigger, things will never be the same
I feel the urge to murder, theres no to cure me
Seven lives, under the light, at night, I'm filled fury
Is it that the people who you hang with, rub off?
Is that why me and Violent J love cutting heads off?
Imagine everytime you up, you was getting choked up
And had to grab a shank and a throat up
The of shit most people call unreal
But its the that makes you feel, the way to deal, is just to kill
Crazy, ballistic, cause my head is a
the empty fucking wallet so there's so much to gain
If I appeal to you, do you think I keep it with you?
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 afterwards we shook hands (How ya doing? up?)
Don't get it in your head that I would never you
Cause the ones that getting are the ones that deserve to
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same