Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to The Junkiemaker

Pray to the through all types of weather
You will be a slave to the forever
Fiend for the means while it taxes mind
You're on the to the Tombstone Commode

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pray to the
And you will you'll be a junkie with a zombie mind
Suck the pipe, your life and you will die
All because you wanted to get
YEH
In a sweat you will
In a deep need you
In the rock house you
With a dick in your you will
In a mental rage you
your body craves you will
Demonic let's a deal
In the you will
P.M.R.C. you be
In the business office you
In the you will
In the White in a
In the school you will
In the house you will Yes
In the police they do
Shippin' to the ghetto you
As long as married you will
up in the kitchen you're trippin'
Sellin' your child for the pile
In a straight in a
Forced for a of course
In the jail 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 feet
gettin' under my dunder
Mr. him chuckle
under his buckle