Luyện nghe bài hát I Shot Reagan

Chorus Non-Phixion
Yeah yeah I shot Reagan, a pagan
ate falafel with Begin
Who the fuck is Carl
Chorus Two:
I'm the invader
Ill hieroglyphic translation
Read thoughts, make you think we chill
I blast you later
[Sabac
We burn the flag
I shot the down like we in Baghdad
His wife's the
Her up in a grab bag
Now watch the gun blast, holdin chest, marked for death
The President's been shot, somebody the press
It's all Reaganomics, welfare, weapons and
The government is thugs, that's why the caught a slug
Handle your business, writin Yiddish on your wishlist
My mind's the sickest, deknowledged on my shitlist

Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, you the next shady election
infected your mind was unprotected
You think me you with a knife looks bad
It'll be worse, when I slice up flesh it look all plaid
Keep the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook
you in the brain, you feel like you took tabs
The mental grave, one Jew buried under the dug
The walk-in spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?
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Super secret surveillance assailants, in Kansas
Wrap you up in bandage, stitch weapons I brandish
Like trucks and bum, coffins airtight, in vessels
Russian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken
A +Deerhunter+, parts unknown, the jeweled throne
like Solomon, I killed congressman with two stones
Best in the country, Israeli camou' dressed bummy
Ghetto guerillas, religious cats be thinkin
My solar sect throughout rocks like Stan Goetz
and my bang on my chest from bad sess
Come and or battle, get skull-fucked, but don't be sore
God ultimately saves whose motive is pure
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[Ill
We Elohim, alien brain in my
They locked me in a sanitarium, behind walls of
forbidden classified spy Area
Doctors from Nigeria, Lebanon and
South Bronx, I walk epochs and airlocks
Disengagin into time, breakin cellblock number 13
The seen the first gleam of life beyond humanoid existence
light-year distances
I navigate rip the fabric of space in race against time
Transmit a message backwards the phone lines
Control minds with common alien technocracy
We laugh at your principals and prophecies
My species shapeshift, take on the form of an
If I to return back home, alert the King
the reinforcements, program the telport coordinates
My spatial origin's the starting point your voyage
into mystery, strange universes, history
Yeah I your fuckin President, you know my steez!
Not Enemy, except we non-fiction, Non-Phixion
Positive and negative because the world's a
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