Luyện nghe bài hát I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel

Reaching to my pocket, then I grab a crumbled tonics
We look like crumbled donnies
Blunted out, then fussing
Paranoia my stomach
H1 hummer and rugged
camo truck to the front, insert my seat adjusted
100 miles per hour, bitch, I've seen my
To in the fast lane nothing
And the gas tank dumpin'
are laughin'
Fucking duckin' what from the Government
Peelin' out the sunset
Eyes so low, like a sunset

Grey9, bitch, I signed my life
Grey9, bitch, I signed my life
Grey9, bitch, I signed my away
Grey9, bitch, I signed my life (always!)

Back on my
Now i to pay a bet
Put my foot on the brakes
for life, Yung Christ
All I got was a wish and centerpiece of $uicide
Fuck this ego, this rap
execution
On my
Homicide,
But we to all the time
We in the off the benzos under pressure clinical
We in the Benz off the benzos under clinical

Grey9, bitch, I signed my away
Grey9, bitch, I my life away
Grey9, bitch, I signed my away
Grey9, bitch, I signed my life

We are tired of new world
I don't want to be
$uicide, my end
$uicide, my end

You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, son

Meet me by the (right)
past dusk (fuck that)
Back the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them and guns
in the cut
Got 20k and a gun (what?)
Got a of Adderall, cigarette butts
Every day I'm
Do I like I give a fuck? (No)
day up every night (what?)
Bloody knife them DA
Death will be right in of ya', yeah (what?)
wouldn't recognize her (hold up)
Got a list,
some still gotta catch this
motherfucking dick grave. Die bitch, die,

You can feel the bullets my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my son, steel son
You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
You can the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, son
You can the bullets from my steel son, steel son
You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
(yeah yeah, yeah)

Ay, you ever had to dig own grave?
Live life with no name
Backwood of dro mane, Okay
'96 with that cocaine
tank
gas all over the house
Let that tank
So I stayed home
Someone the cops on the payphone
Flames all around me, man I hope fucking drown me
Crown made of ashes, only way they found me
Forget me, only way you might not feel so lousy
Forget about me, on my own head out the price, the bounty

You can feel the bullets my steel son, steel son
You can feel the bullets from my steel son, son
You can feel the from my steel son, steel son
You can the bullets from my steel son, steel son

In New Orleans,
there many bizarre things I always saw
up here, especially in the graveyards
And as a child, I spent a lot of time in the
And as an adult, I spent a lot of time in the
But as a child, it was a regular thing to do
I needed to know why...
Sometimes my got me in trouble

For my last trick, got 'em I'm cut out for this rap shit
Ay, you keep going, or.?
Nah, it
$uicide I'm fucking screamin' from the
The thing I ever did was mentioning ever since $lick
Burn me a CD of Lil Wayne, that shit probly still in my
But nowadays I keep to an
establishment that selling on a fucking jukebox
If I to cop a black countach
Rob that shit like 2 and then smash in
the back of a new cop car now I I'm on a two

Yeah, just get a of face tats,
it's gonna be cool. that, SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that
sure ya'll
Ay man, cut that off, man. It suck man,
garbage, man. Sounds like a fucking 3-6, man
Fuck the
Too dumb. Get the outta here
Change the station, they fucking
They're way too fucking short. Get the fuck outta

Yeah, still feel I'm losing, ay
Me and kin feel like we losing, ay
We still like we losing, ay
Losing,
I'm on the lean, yeah, the
I'm on bars, blowing thing
I'm on a lot
Got no for sleep, lost in my thoughts
I don't who a friend or who a enemy
Nurtured and disturbed, from head to toe
Have sometimes gotta let it go
Plenty of days, thought shit was
Created a movement, created other music
Still feel like I'm