Luyện nghe bài hát Runnin' From Me

K, it down, do it again...
you or I would believe in God,
They believe in thing, Satan.
And some officers don't it,
It's just ghost to them.
I, myself, have personally cases,
It's not only a local problem, for a department, such as mine,
It's a problem.
Come and deal the real,
The devil packs like this,
I'm a suicidalist.
God bless the child who buck wild,
With the wicket style, in the aisles,
Livin' foul, actin' kinda foul,
Yeah, I'm kinda foul yall, ball.
Run the gun, if I do ya then your done,
If it didn't do ya done, off shotgun.
fuck 'em, 'cause I said fuck 'em,
If I see the DJ, buck, buck, 'em.
Unholy, unholy, brotha,
I nutta, niggas shutta.
Funky get cutta, a little drunk,
Put your dead body in the trunk the pumps,
Mary, Sister Mary, why your pussy so hairy?
Gimme that hot Mary.
Esham black devil a gun,
Run run, run nigga run.
I'll choke ya, ya, my brother,
Suffocated under a intended to smother.
The son of Satan, just to done it,
But I got ya all runnin'!
Runnin' from the
They're not all liars, they're all not it up,
not all crazy, they're not all psychotic,
Something's on here.
(Dialing) Hello, hot line.
I cut up my wife and my kids,
I to talk to somebody.
please.
going..hey
If you would like to a call, please hang up and try again,
if you need help, hang up and dial your operator.
Oh, I'ma myself.