Luyện nghe bài hát It's Us

It's the N-O-N, P, H, I, X, I-O-N

Bill]
What does that It spell Non Phixion my friend
The Future Is Now, nuclear shower powerball
I devour all, collapse, towers fall
with gats, millions of carnivores start the war
I shoot rocket riding on dinosaurs
Flying meet the Bible's author
Reveal alien culture
Who the of DNA structure
Genetic functions will me made in the in God's construction?
Now the combustion Big Bang
Gangbangers spit slang
Be the truth, not that King James version teach in schools
knew, he was thugged out too
A bugged out dude, a loose
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and
I spit like Muhammed and
smokin, thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and baby that defy prognosis
Ill Bill, my reality's my psychosis

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What does spell? It spells Non Phixion my friend
A brave new world, the slave for gods to men
Bars of phlegm so it's part of the end
The way I spit pain it's to pretend, hardly depends
up delis for quick chips and starving again
Our marketing plan's I'll be parking a Benz
My words are like carcinogens, we be the trends
I sharpen the edge with sixteen to defend
The arm, leg, leg, arm, head God is
Non Phixion extra-terrestrials, with Tims
Smart as the dead, we at war with the and the Feds
Howie sparkin the stem with the positive grin
Napalm shots, Israeli camo, ammo with the car
I exist, close the garage and leave the car on
Amen, watch and state pen
Street trilogy, one love see you again

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[Sabac
does that spell? It spells Non Phixion my friend
These predicaments got me thinking, spitting
Living a thousand lives, died a deaths
Been on house
Lost control, tortured depressed
how foul it gets
Suicidal thoughts, wrists slit, it's
Wigs split, mixed with coke, fix the a comatose
Eyes bulging, swollen, my spirit left the physical
Burning skin, return again, redeem the of miracles
You're suspects, we love porn sex
The drug Ex make the get wild and bust sets
Like a gangsta, our music stimulates your
you wanna bang something start to create change
I'm hard to breathe, just the gods and the thieves
If we peace then why is it so hard to achieve?
I believe in us, you faggots sleep on the gods
Howie, Non Phixion bitch, we beating the odds

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