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 will survive in the end. And that special magical little item, is that of which we call the hollow tipped bullet)
Sit and let me take you into the mind of a killa
Dark carnival, wig splitta (anybody!)
Mood changes, to rearrange
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
Tek 9's and green trees, it's a luxury
This how it is and I changing for shit
the earth, mean mugging, waiting for someone to trip
I'm sick and tired of fucking for you wanna be
Thugs to quit, that's why I it underground
And drop the shit, for juggalos that keep it real non-stop
Keep from juggahos 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 tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things will be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow points the game
I can you, watch the trigger, things will never be the same
I gotta brand new Tek, I'm dieing to use
Play games with this killa and your to lose
Mental stress, keeping me
Sniffing lines of to start off the night
Curbside with some mark ass bitches
Gunsmoke from bullet holes you dead in the ditches
I'm just an individual, street slanging convict
Pocket full of bullets, ready to use up quick
You ask my name (ABK!), you know the game changed
Labeled as a killa, caps all the same
As any mothafucka with a piece, and a little bit of attitude
Running through the streets, rude
So if you want to, but I'ma keep my focus
And continue with the magic that I 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, points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
You can't me anything, hollow points control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
I feel the urge to murder, theres no to cure me
Seven lives, under the light, at night, I'm with fury
Is it that the people who you hang with, rub off?
Is that why me and Violent J love cutting bitches off?
everytime you woke up, you was getting choked up
And had to grab a shank and a throat up
The types of most people call unreal
But its the thing that makes you feel, the way to deal, is to kill
Crazy, ballistic, cause my is a train
With the empty fucking wallet so there's so to gain
If I appeal to you, do you think I keep it real you?
Turn my back and let my hollow drill into you
What type of person do you that I am?
Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook (How ya doing? What's up?)
get it in your head that I would never hurt you
Cause the ones that getting shot are the that deserve to
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow control the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
You can't tell me anything, hollow points the game
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same