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 the blood spill 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 with the transmission
3 on the tree in the middle of the

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

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

down the barrel of a gun
Son of a gun, son of a bitch, getting getting rich
Ultra violence through my head
navel y'all making me see red

Rapid Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'm a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
Drummond I love girlie's 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 Clockwork Orange going off on the town
I've got posse bonanza to your ass down

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