Luyện nghe bài hát Ripped To Shreds

[Verse 1: Celph

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

[Chorus:

a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas carol
You can kill a cant kill a pharaoh
Kill a African 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 believe you not in the
And obviously you to see you not in the league
You might wanna be on wine you high on the E
I move Mohammed Ali
Test me, you wont to be my
Food for thought, who thought?
That I been something you woulda bought
you wouldve thought I wouldve been
Too perked up to prove it
Too up to lose it again
When you press got me my pen
And I aint rolling around, shot in his head and a in the ground
I gotta wait, my moment is now
I gotta hate Imma flow out of
I aint fake like Im holding the pound
I aint got eight, I got in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it sure enough fold you (?)
Call the now
I aint trying to stop till Im and sick
Die like and Clyde in the whip
so sick it reminds you of shit
Dont know shit when the around
I aint never Jay copping the
I aint ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Crown Victoria at the scene of a
a look on his face like fuck you now
Fuck him, fuck her, you can me now
You keep on going it break me down
Imma keep on spitting till they me down

[Chorus:

Light a candle in the snow, fuck a Christmas
You can kill a Cambodian cant kill a
Kill a African Spanish 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 moral of this story is you can spare ammo and anybody kill but no a fucking pharaoh

[Verse 3: Paz]

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

[Chorus:

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