Luyện nghe bài hát K.O.D.

1:]
Wanna live in my world you have to have a tat
Preferably the number N9ne and you get it where the back of you neck's at
Gotta let me know that you rep that, get you out of a death trap
You need it for cause I'm the king and I'm giving you the permission to get with a no stress pack
That was ordos at chlorum acuse the old world orders post mortem disfailure inhaling and delta
Watched it and swelter, till there was no male in shelter,
Yes I'm the one that ya shell in Hell and held ya
your politicians were welters
So I this structure just to help ya
So the communists can and qwell ya
They call me the King of Darkness, when I you no pain
Why would they label me heartless, your love is my cocaine
And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to your brain
When you enter my gotta take this number for your name
But you have to drink cyanide, I'm gonna be right by ya side
If we gotta take that riot ride, on the enemy and defy side
Fight for the place we're building, for the preroduction of children
to get that number back around 6 billion, I'm gonna rule until then
Founded this colony like a pilgrim, anybody try to ptnetrate this section or we KILL THEM

[Chorus: ~Mackenzie
if?
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
What if, he is, he says he is?
The Of Darkness!
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
(Repeat)

2:]
xes lliw eb yliad ylthgin.
This, need to be living by it
Stay fit n way paste it and dye it
I am the killer captain crazed frigging pilot
Giving you these khaki pants and white shirt, that's what you on my Earth
Eliminating your eye thirst to have any kind of
To envy material or admire, my way will any type of divider
I'm offering this wire, understanding of and tiredly blissfully vading friction and fire, cha.
The number N9ne will get you food, get you tools
To build your family choose, but within my rules
All white shoes red strings for all my crews
That lets me know you Tech's listening inside my pews
All your and aspirations,
This is the affirmation that you can 'em and my world is not a disaster waiting
The and lacerations no chooses of aggravation
I'm just rehab a nation from exasperation
It's not an exaggeration, I'm something more than your and gore
On a level than devils or that of Satan

[Chorus: ~Mackenzie
if?
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
What if, he is, what he he is?
The Of Darkness!
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
(Repeat)

3:]
When I did "Anghellic" I was good and bad, confused
an angel turned to Devil Boy when the Reperation blew
Them had "Absolute Power" when I drug abused
So the angels searched for the "Vintage Tech" what found was the love was through
Then an accident would happen made life look necessary
So now receiving God, the angel was
But the strikes, the eleven angels mommy's life
So the 'Mizery' sat in the angels now ice
As mom got ill and iller, when it her he can feel her
To the strain of the made him vein there's no more angels straight up KILLER!
My apologies, it's not very God of me, to go crazy and try to teach the whole 'Sickology'
I was then split in two, to the beginning view
Angel demon the killer showed me death was overdue
But I live for my kids, all the evil stuff I did
Taught me to teach you, you can love them no how much sluts you did
Or done, you met my back when I had that grudge
But I gotta let you know most of my spirit from up above
I'm angel, and you know sometimes we fall
Living under God and I hope he's listening when I say I you all!