Luyện nghe bài hát No Rest For The Wicked

PDM Project Deadman King Gordy MEC

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

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

(King Gordy)
I hold there for shock when I rock the orbit
For what worth I am not normal I am dark and morbid
Escape from hell the devil's me down
He wears all black with a crown with shocks and horns he gotta be
Slip the cracks in the ground
Died but I'm back as a baby from
Who learned first to Allah decide what truth is
I'm a pack through deserts walkin through deserts
down with the presence of a ghost lost in the present
Cursed to lurk the desolate hurts but then again
Many havn't the pleasure of pain
I pity you pitiful perish in flames
The rap version of Kurt
It's an honor Manson let's me watch him snort cocaine
Life of a rockstar of fortune and
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 no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices are screamin in my head(6x)

NO FOR THE WICKED(2x)