Luyện nghe bài hát Looking Down The Barrel of a Gun

Rolling down the snowballing getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the
I him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out
He had more cuts than my man 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 tree in the middle of the

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

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

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

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

destiny 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 free basin
for a fist to put your face in
Get hip don't slip knuckle heads racism is schism on the tip