Luyện nghe bài hát Ripped To Shreds

[Verse 1: Titled]

Im coming to your classroom like Kindergarten Cop (I)End the starters (I) am the hardest artist to rock (I)
Roll over your whip and turn your strip into a horror
When the hammer bust we start a war we carnivores need to eat
Aint running shit bitch we aint scared, you aint gonna disrespect a vet
With a chopper that (got shell catchers) wont be no ballistic
I get the check, I get the dough, I be the shit fo sho
Celph Titled in the motherfuckin spot, motherfuckers get shot mother fuckers will hit the
When my above the margin thugs are in
Your parliament turn butter soft like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large carbon cartridge sparking often involved in carving kids in they apartment/ And
You cant see me from this angle/
But the torch on my arm will show you a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian dude lacerations from
My bitches guns like Sarah Palin in a bathing suit

[Chorus:

Light a in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can a Cambodian cant kill a pharaoh
a African Spanish nigga your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, a fucking priest
Your momma, father, your sister, and your right hand
a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the of the story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh

2: Demoz]

I you not in the league
And you blind to see you not in the league
You might be on wine back you high on the E
I move Mohammed Ali
Test me, you want to be my
Food for thought, who wouldve
That I woulda been you woulda bought
Cause you wouldve I wouldve been
Too up to prove it again
Too up to lose it again
When you press got me my pen
And I aint rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the
I aint wait, my moment is now
I gotta hate Imma flow out of
I aint gotta fake Im holding the pound
I aint got eight, I got four in the
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it sure fold you clowns (?)
the coroner now
I aint to stop till Im ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and in the whip
Flows so sick it you of shit
Dont shit when the coppers around
I aint never Jay copping the
I aint ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Victoria at the scene of a homicide
a look on his face like fuck you now
Fuck him, her, you can hate me now
You keep on going till it me down
Imma keep on spitting they take me down

[Chorus:

a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can kill a Cambodian cant a pharaoh
Kill a Spanish nigga your fucking niece
the president, terrorist, kill a fucking priest
Your momma, your father, sister, and your right hand
a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh

[Verse 3: Paz]

Im hesitant to meet people, I a tendency to eat people
My team feeds you the on the discreet steeple
I listen to anything you perceive legal
Turn a Christian to anything you deem evil
Left with holes is how the sub leave you
Small and precise, like you was poked clean needles
I dont my brother into it cause hes peaceful
But Vinnie takes a lot of shots like Japanese
In fact I take a lot of shots Kobe does
I dont smoke the rock anymore but the does
Stoupe the first mother fucker to show me
And how to keep the safe in the Folgers mug
You a bitch, you dont do a soldier does
If I was you Id move into the left Miss Hova does
Peace to everybody living that shows me
And hating on the god you can hold your slug

[Chorus:

Light a in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can a Cambodian cant kill a pharaoh
Kill a African Spanish your fucking niece
Kill the president, terrorist, a fucking priest
Your momma, your father, your sister, and right hand
a hustler, customer, kill a white man
See the moral of this story is you can ammo and anybody kill yourself but no a fucking pharaoh