Luyện nghe bài hát I Shot Reagan

Chorus Non-Phixion
yeah I shot Reagan, fuck a pagan
ate falafel Menachem Begin
Who the fuck is Carl
Chorus Two:
I'm the space
Ill hieroglyphic navigator
your thoughts, make you think we chill
then I blast you
[Sabac
We burn the fuckin
I shot the Devil down we in Baghdad
His the hostage
Her bodyparts up in a bag
Now watch the gun blast, holdin your chest, for death
The President's been shot, somebody the press
all Reaganomics, welfare, weapons and drugs
The government is thugs, that's why the leader a slug
your business, we're writin Yiddish on your wishlist
My mind's the sickest, deknowledged devils on my

Necrodamus, psychic, bring you the next shady election
then your mind was unprotected
You think me you with a knife looks bad
It'll be worse, when I slice up your flesh it look all
Keep the muskets up in the bookbag, and when a crook
you in the brain, verbally you feel like you took
The mental grave, one Jew buried the dug plot
The walk-in spot, a nice picture for me the mug shot, what?
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Super surveillance assailants, Hebrews in Kansas
Wrap you up in bandage, mummified weapons I brandish
Like trucks and bum, airtight, mucus in vessels
Russian Roulette with bloody headbands, Christopher Walken
A +Deerhunter+, parts unknown, rockin the throne
Solomon, I killed your congressman with two stones
Best in the fuckin country, Israeli camou' dressed
Ghetto guerillas, cats be thinkin Muncie
My solar stretch throughout rocks like Stan Goetz
and my vestibule bang on my chest bad sess
Come and challenge or battle, get skull-fucked, but don't be
God saves those whose motive is pure
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[Ill
We Elohim, alien brain in my
They locked me in a sanitarium, walls of titanium
forbidden classified spy Area
Doctors from Nigeria, and Syria
South Bronx, I walk epochs and airlocks
doorways into time, breakin cellblock number 13
The Earth's seen the first gleam of life beyond humanoid
from light-year
I navigate rip the of space in this race against time
a message backwards through the phone lines
Control minds fairly common alien technocracy
We laugh at misguided principals and prophecies
My species shapeshift, take on the of an Earthling
If I fail to return back home, alert the
Bring the reinforcements, program the coordinates
My spatial origin's the starting begin your voyage
mystery, strange universes, strange history
Yeah I shot your fuckin President, you my steez!
Not Enemy, except we non-fiction, Non-Phixion
Positive and negative because the a contradiction
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