Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to The Junkiemaker

Pray to the through all types of weather
You will be a slave to the Junkiemaker
Fiend for the while it taxes your mind
You're on the road to the Commode

Fiend like a as you suck the glass pipe
Your soul is cast a Hellish hole

And as on your knees tryin to feed your disease
The Monkey's on your back got you, please

to the Junkiemaker
Take a hit wit yer
to the Junkiemaker, WHOA

You're jaded the light you no see
out, broke down in your misery
Drop to less, you'll soon confess and assume the
Constipated concludes in Purgatory as stated

Pray to the
Pray to the
It's the death ticket, Can I get a
to the Junkiemaker
Take a hit, Wit yer
to the Junkiemaker
OOOOOOOOOH,
to the Junkiemaker
Take a hit, sit and
to the Junkiemaker

I ain't talkin' a physical addiction but a mental spell
It's a moral to this story so well
I relate the life I live in full of and sometimes Hell
And you see that the pipe is your reality
Pray to the
Surrounded by mental
Mental shitty in the YEH

Pray to the
And you will find you'll be a junkie a zombie mind
Suck the pipe, take your and you will die
All you wanted to get high
YEH
In a sweat you will
In a deep need you
In the house you will
With a dick in mouth you will
In a mental you will
When your craves you will
Demonic make a deal
In the hospital you
P.M.R.C. you be
In the office you will
In the you will
In the House in a
In the school house you
In the church house you Yes
In the station they do
Shippin' to the you Devils
As long as you're married you
up in the kitchen you're trippin'
Sellin' child for the rock pile
In a straight in a
Forced for a divorce of
In the house you will
Way black in the
Trippin' in the bum bus
m, m, masturbation
50 Station
And the got to cop
Killin' off the and sistahs
Twitchin' down six under
Crack gettin' my dunder
Mr. him chuckle
under his buckle