Luyện nghe bài hát Ripped To Shreds

[Verse 1: Celph

Im coming to classroom strapped like Kindergarten Cop (I)End the starters (I) am the hardest artist to rock (I)
over your whip and turn your strip into a horror scene
When the hammer bust we start a war we carnivores that 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 mother fuckers will hit the floor
When my the margin thugs are barging in
Your whole parliament turn 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 True
But the on my arm will show you what a four alarm blaze will do
The Cuban Caucasian lacerations from Sabretooth
My bitches hold guns Sarah Palin in a bathing suit

[Chorus:

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

2: Demoz]

I you not in the league
And you blind to see you not in the league
You might wanna be on wine back you on the E
I like Mohammed Ali
Test me, you wont to be my
for thought, who wouldve thought?
That I woulda been you woulda bought
you wouldve thought I wouldve been
Too up to prove it again
Too perked up to it again
When you got me moving my pen
And I rolling around, shot in his head and a hole in the ground
I aint gotta wait, my is now
I hate Imma flow out of town
I aint gotta fake like Im holding the
I got eight, I got four in the round
Get shot when the hot trey Glock is cocked and it popped and it enough fold you clowns (?)
Call the now
I aint trying to till Im ninety and sick
Die like Bonnie and Clyde in the
Flows so it reminds you of shit
Dont know shit the coppers around
I aint never Jay copping the
I aint ever seen vinnie ridin around in a Crown Victoria at the of a homicide
With a look on his face fuck you now
Fuck him, her, you can hate me now
You keep on till it break me down
Imma keep on spitting till they take me

[Chorus:

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

[Verse 3: Paz]

Im hesitant to meet people, I have a 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 with clean needles
I dont my brother into it cause hes peaceful
But takes a lot of shots like Japanese people
In fact I a lot of shots like Kobe does
I dont the rock anymore but the homie does
the first mother fucker to show me drugs
And how to keep the motherfuckers in the Folgers mug
You a bitch, you do what a soldier does
If I was you Id move into the left like Miss does
to everybody living that shows me love
And anybody hating on the god you can hold slug

[Chorus:

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