Luyện nghe bài hát No Rest For The Wicked

PDM Project Deadman King Gordy MEC

(Prozak)
I sit alone and try to remember why obituaries
Diggin up 5 bodies so I can play twister and pictionary
Kindy scary how I stay stationary in monestary
You it's depressing in the cemetary but it's quite the contrary
Kind of livin in this fucked up world that we call hell
But will somebody just tell me what the fuck is that smell
Oh it's our own souls decaying the of our wicked ways
Like a bowl of thumbtacs with a side of razorblades
Oh no my hands are a side effect of stigmata
Terrorists crash into and they claimin it's for Allah
But I holler at your religion Hebrew or Christian
Havin visions and preminitions of crucifictions
The body of christ compells you 'cause you do the devil tells you
and alcohol excell you like a dirty pimp that sells you
But I'm not here to condemn you or offend
These are the prophecies of Deadman here to tell you

No rest for the angels no rest for the
No rest for the victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no for the dead
No from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(2x)

(King Gordy)
I hold there for shock obsorbance when I rock the
For what it's worth I am not I am dark and morbid
Escape from hell the devil's trackin me
He wears all black with a crown with shocks and horns he be found
Slip through the cracks in the
Died but I'm as a baby from Iraq
Who learned to live Allah decide what truth is
I'm a soldier pack through walkin through deserts
You're with the presence of a ghost lost in the present
Cursed to lurk the earth desolate hurts but then
Many experienced the pleasure of pain
I pity you pitiful perish in flames
The rap of Kurt Cobain
It's an honor when Manson let's me watch him snort
of a rockstar of fortune and fame
Until we blow out our hahahahahaha

No rest for the angels no rest for the
No rest for the murder victims that are always
No rest for the guilty no for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are in my head(6x)

NO FOR THE WICKED(2x)