Luyện nghe bài hát Looking Down The Barrel of a Gun

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

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

I have this steak on my 'cause 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
all high spirit you know you gotta hear it
Don't touch the mic baby don't near it

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

Looking the barrel of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a bitch, paid getting rich
Ultra running through my head
Fuzzy y'all making me see red

Rapid fire like Rambo got bullets
I'm a gonna die like my kid Bruce Willis
I love girlie's waxing and milking
Got more excuses my man Dave Scilkin

Predetermined 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 bonanza to beat your ass

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