Luyện nghe bài hát Mayor

* at the door *
[mayor] christ, who is it? !? !
officer fleming!
[mayor] in! hey, good morning, how ya doin?
[dapig] good morning your
[mayor] want a
uhh, no thank you
[mayor] what are you doin that shotgun * last two words slow down *
* a of gunshots *

monch]
In short was that I had shot him, several times in the
Mount sinai, 6:15, pronounced
The reporter said the assailaints fled the city
Meanwhile I'm shacked across the street, in
hotel, waitin til things get a little quiet
Dunn I could try to bounce, but now why should I try it?
The riot that ensued, I bird's-eye
Fifteen floors up behind the curtains in the
three-hundred and sixty-five to get close to him
Boast to him, roast, when I put the to him
Dangerous, the most heinous crimes been committed
Through means, more famous lives have been acquitted
To hell he went, bent, sent, government
With my in print, ah, we'll never miss you
In the streets, understanding that you it hard to eat
Complete the cypher, or, make meet
Twenty-five years my father spent hard labor you him
the force, placed his head beneath the pendulum
Periphreal now, doorknob shiftin
Optical illusion or the coke I'm sniffin
Think, primal instinct, it's me
Hit the must hit the floor simul-taneously
Seems as though this is manifested through some amazin
cops entered the room with guns and lazer beams
But dazed it we blast at, one another
Bullets hit the chest of this, undercover
My last minutes on earth, drop say a
it if I'm gonna die at least I shot the mayor!

I feel, and sorrow
My heart's, and hollow
I go on, to see tomorrow (2x)

monch]
Walked out the staggerin, dagger in my back
Dazed wagglin my leg, imagin I'm not
and bruised, amazed at who's surroundin
Cop guns, back, swat teams, astoundin
rooftops, troops glock to smack my melon
Felon, seargenat yellin for me to come out like
Propellin through the lobby and the front door
Packin grenades and strapped with c-4
The more swine, the merrier, jets overhead
Ready to my body with bullets of lead
A man walking, destination devil's lair
Fuck it if I'm gonna die at least I the mayor!

I feel, and sorrow
My heart's, and hollow
I go on, to see tomorrow
Ooh, i've, too far
Can, turn, no more
Hell.. your door!!!!!!