Luyện nghe bài hát Looking Down The Barrel of a Gun

Rolling the hill snowballing getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the
I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood out
He had more cuts my man Chuck chill out

24 is my age 22 is my
Writing on a page going off in a rage
Out on a mission a stolen car
Had a little problem the transmission
3 on the in the middle of the night

I have this steak on my head I got into a fist fight
Life comes in phases take the with the bad
You bought coins on the street and you got had
It's all high you know you gotta hear it
Don't the mic baby don't come near it

It's get you, it's gonna get you
It's gonna get you, gonna get you

Looking down the of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a bitch, getting getting rich
violence running through my head
Fuzzy navel y'all me see red

Rapid fire Louie like got bullets
I'm a gonna die harder like my kid Bruce
Drummond I love waxing and milking
Got more excuses than my man Scilkin

destiny is who I am
You got your on the trigger like the Son of Sam
I am like Clockwork Orange going off on the
I've got posse to beat your ass down

I'm mad at my desk and I'm all curse words
Expressing my aggressions my schizophrenic verse words
You're a headless chicken chasin' a sucker free
Looking for a to put your face in
Get hip don't slip knuckle heads racism is on the serious tip