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 in the end. And that special magical little item, is that of which we call the hollow tipped bullet)
Sit back and let me you into the mind of a killa
carnival, psychopathic wig splitta (anybody!)
Mood changes, to rearrange
So a dinosaur that you can't tame
I bring pain, what you think I'm playing a
Detroit is my home, what I claim
a balla, I represent the 313
With Tek 9's and green trees, it's a
This how it is and I changing for shit
Fuck the earth, mean mugging, waiting for someone to
I'm sick and of fucking waiting for you wanna be
Thugs to quit, that's why I keep it
And drop the killa shit, for juggalos that it real non-stop
Keep from juggahos till I load up my glock
in Detroit we got mothafucking problems
And all the that you hear is my homies trying to solve them
(Chorus)
You can't tell me anything, hollow points control the
I can tell you, watch the trigger, things never be the same
You can't tell me anything, points control the game
I can tell you, the trigger, things will never be the same
I brand new Tek, that I'm dieing to use
Play games with this killa and your destined to
Mental stress, keeping me
Sniffing of gunpowder to start off the night
Curbside with some mark ass bitches
from bullet holes leaves you dead in the ditches
I'm just an average individual, slanging convict
Pocket full of bullets, ready to use them up
You ask my name (ABK!), you the game ain't changed
Labeled as a killa, caps all the same
As any other mothafucka a piece, and a little bit of attitude
Running the streets, acting rude
So hate if you want to, but I'ma keep my
And continue with the that I practiced with the Lotus (LOTUS!)
Psychopathic, and I'm down for life, and who dissagree
Let these hollow change ya mind!
(Chorus)
You tell me anything, hollow 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 you, watch 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 true that the people who you with, rub off?
Is why me and Violent J love cutting bitches heads off?
Imagine everytime you woke up, you was getting up
And had to grab a shank and slit a up
The types of shit most people unreal
But its the thing that makes you feel, the way to deal, is to kill
Crazy, ballistic, my head is a train
With the empty wallet so there's so much to gain
If I appeal to you, do you think I keep it real you?
my back and let my hollow points drill into you
What type of do you think that I am?
Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook (How ya doing? What's up?)
Don't get it in your head I would never hurt you
Cause the ones that getting shot are the ones that to
(Chorus)
You tell me anything, hollow points control the game
I can tell you, the trigger, things will never 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