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 your
You're on the road to the Commode

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

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

Pray to the
a hit wit yer lips
Pray to the Junkiemaker,

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 Purgatory as

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

I ain't talkin' 'bout a physical addiction but a spell
It's a moral to this so listen well
I relate the life I live in full of shit and sometimes
And you will see the pipe is your reality
Pray to the
Surrounded by shitty
shitty in the city YEH

Pray to the
And you find you'll be a junkie with a zombie mind
Suck the pipe, take your life and you die
All because you wanted to get
YEH
In a sweat you will
In a need you will
In the rock you will
With a dick in mouth you will
In a rage you will
When body craves you will
Demonic let's make a
In the hospital you
P.M.R.C. you be
In the business you will
In the limousine you
In the House in a
In the school house you
In the house you will Yes
In the station they do
Shippin' to the you Devils
As long as you're married you
Rocked up in the kitchen you're
your child for the rock pile
In a straight in a
for a divorce of course
In the jail you will
Way in the plantation
in the bum bus station
Mental m, m,
50 Station
And the got to cop
Killin' off the brothers and
down six feet under
Crack gettin' under my
Mr. Lucifer him
Mankind under his