Luyện nghe bài hát Runnin' From Me

K, it down, do it again...
you or I would believe in God,
They in that thing, Satan.
And some don't believe it,
It's just stories to them.
I, myself, personally seen cases,
It's not a local problem, for a small department, such as mine,
a national problem.
Come and with the real,
The devil packs like this,
I'm a suicidalist.
God the child who gets buck wild,
With the style, terror in the aisles,
kinda foul, actin' kinda foul,
Yeah, I'm foul yall, foul ball.
Run the gun, if I do ya then your done,
If it do ya done, sawed off shotgun.
Radio fuck 'em, 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 in the trunk with the pumps,
Sister Mary, Sister Mary, why pussy so hairy?
that hot bloody Mary.
Esham devil with a gun,
Run run, run nigga run.
choke ya, provoke ya, my brother,
Suffocated under a intended to smother.
The son of Satan, waitin' to done it,
But I got ya all runnin'!
Runnin' from the
They're not all liars, they're all not it up,
They're not all crazy, not all psychotic,
going on here.
(Dialing) Hello, hot line.
I cut up my wife and my kids,
I to talk to somebody.
please.
going..hey
If you like to make a call, please hang up and try again,
if you need help, hang up and then your operator.
Oh, I'ma myself.