Luyện nghe bài hát Judgment Night

Judgment night, got gun got
night, huh!
Judgment night, in the echo of a
night!!!

Over here, and bust the way, crush a gutter
Sun don't at a hundred degrees I'm coolin in your freezer
(he's a breezer) I hits it up with that bald rap
I sinks to the crack, and I make shit get
Run it by, to start, to punch, others front
Top drop ceasar, it's more a leisure
every fuckin grain in your brain, like a tweezer
The sinister thief, shaded to six feet
For the misdemeanor, offender, the (uh)
Corny nigga, the bullshit ender (yeah)
Never perpetratin, so ain't no in the dark
I'm lurkin near the workin heart
to be a gambler, when I was a scrambler
Now I'm to her, shorty back might damage her
this here, state my facts, and react
And saturate with a plate of hot wax
Intertwining, and aligning, shining, studies
In the light right now we wreak fuckin havoc!

Come inside his highness, the illinest
Killin em with adrenalin, blast past the
to the winter's ugliness, ruggedness
Under the rug, front to this, money strikes
in the days and the blazin smell
Then the of a seance, I blackloose, guns!
Comin to the project, with aks
We're days, word, that you sun
You really some next shit, some blood on the exit?
Onyx!!! watch me wreck shit as they
But yo I keep em hollerin, out for mercy
Minds of a lowest of enemies, ghetto
So blast it as I hit your head you're dead not
Got the rock, to bring a nigga biohazard!

Yo!!! gimme that shit, you fuckin bastard!
(what the evil nastee access? ) mad to burn the acids!
(so to ashes) raps with the ghetto gats!
(and i'm, doin niggaz em showin em my razzamatazz
Mainly a devil rebel, foul) niggaz know we wild!
(I'm wild!) I'm wild (he's wild) so wild!
(capture the rapture!) come after!

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I to fuckin God I raise hell and make the white man call me master
I'm six-six-six, and to repent to the pastor
So fuck the radio and close your ears but read my I rips
And if you eat my words I'll leave your like umm (umm, ummmhh!!)
It was on the tip of my tongue!
But now it's in between my throat
I can't so I lick it
ain't the top pick, you must be suckin a black dick
And if it the death of me, to make history
The whole world will remember my
I what I'm tryin to say my words get in the way
render me speechless, ohh black jesus I'm cryin inside
Couldn't give a if I live or die
Cause I'm just a slave who's (uh-huh)
But pickin cotton, I'd rather see my grave, so i
Meditated, I was created
And if you prefer sorrow, me reincarnated
Now I'm back rulin mc's but pussy increase
Well it's just another nigga that, gotta get greased
So if you wanna shit, in order to avoid a fight
Say what the fuck you say, just spell my name right
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh..... mother-fucker!

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