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

Reaching to my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled
We look some crumbled donnies
Blunted out, then something
turn my stomach
H1 rough and rugged
Desert camo truck to the front, insert my seat
100 per hour, bitch, I've seen my custom
To life in the fast lane
And the motherfucking gas tank
are laughin'
Fucking duckin' what comes the Government
Peelin' out until the
Eyes so low, look like a

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

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

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

We are tired of new world
I want to be here
$uicide, my end
$uicide, my end

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

me by the moon (right)
Half dusk (fuck that)
from the dust, Cut Throat
He them drugs and guns
in the cut
Got 20k and a gun (what?)
Got a bottle of Adderall, cigarette
Every day I'm
Do I look like I a fuck? (No)
Every day up every (what?)
Bloody serving them DA
will be right in front of ya', yeah (what?)
Still recognize her (hold up)
Got a list,
that's still gotta catch this
dick grave. Die bitch, die, bitch

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

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

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

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

For my trick, got 'em thinking I'm cut out for this rap shit
Ay, you wanna going, or.?
Nah, it
$uicide I'm fucking from the rooftop
The only thing I ever did was mentioning ever since
Burn me a CD of Lil Wayne, shit probly still in my boombox
But nowadays I walking to an
establishment that selling myself on a jukebox
If I wanted to cop a countach
Rob that shit 2 blocks and then smash in
the of a new cop car now I think I'm on a two

Yeah, just get a of face tats,
it's be cool. SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that
Make sure
Ay man, cut that off, man. It suck man,
garbage, man. Sounds like a generic 3-6, man
the $uicideboy$
Too dumb. Get the fuck here
Change the station, they wack
way too fucking short. Get the fuck outta here

Yeah, still like I'm losing, ay
Me and kin still feel we losing, ay
We feel 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 time for sleep, in my thoughts
I don't know who a friend or who a
and disturbed, down from head to toe
Have sometimes gotta let it go
Plenty of days, thought shit was
Created a other movement, other music
Still feel I'm losing