Luyện nghe bài hát It's Us

It's the N-O-N, P, H, I, X, [x4]

[Ill
does that spell? It spell Non Phixion my friend
The Is Now, nuclear shower y'all powerball
I devour all, collapse, towers fall
Killers with gats, millions of start the war
I shoot launchers riding on dinosaurs
Flying saucers the Bible's author
alien tribal culture
Who the of DNA structure
Genetic functions will me in the labortory in God's construction?
Now bust the Big Bang
that spit slang
Be the truth, not King James version they teach in schools
Jesus knew, he was out too
A bugged out dude, a loose
In my we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit like and Moses
Ganja smokin, in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and baby decks that prognosis
Ill Bill, my reality's my psychosis

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What does that spell? It spells Non Phixion my
A brave new world, the slave for more to men
Bars of so therapeutic it's part of the end
The way I spit pain it's hard to pretend, hardly
Sticking up delis for chips and starving again
Our marketing plan's guarantee I'll be a Benz
My words are like carcinogens, we be starting the
I sharpen the edge with sixteen to defend
The arm, leg, leg, arm, God is HaShem
Non Phixion extra-terrestrials, Martians with
Smart as the dead, we at war the Narcs and the Feds
Uncle sparkin the stem with the positive grin
Napalm shots, Israeli camo, ammo the car bomb
I don't exist, close the garage and the car on
Amen, suicide watch and pen
trilogy, one love I'll see you again

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

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