Luyện nghe bài hát Second Hand Smoke

"FREE MIND!"

Maddrox]
I represent the no peace.
the police.
We tell you to the deceased
At least, a grown man tellin ya that he believes.
Practicin the decieve no tricks up my sleeve.
the fuck bitch.
bitch!
Why you shit.
Betta duck bitch before your get hit.
shit is twiztid deeper than that ol' french braid.
Sticky like James and jelly
it!

[Monoxide
Everybody else still bout somethin.
What you thought you heard can it cause your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
you pistol whipped in the corner wit abbrations.
Part of the of mindstate.
Sleepin in a dream, its gone when I awake.
Mama im a play on type of serial killa.
loop outta my mind like godzilla.
We like catapilla's.
And and caskets.
Stretchin the like elastic.
Southern
Like the newport cigerette I smoke.
Hit the motha till I choke.
I brag and boast nothin.
Death, dyin and fuckin.
So that he's sayin somethin.
be heard im underground.
With the and grime.
Smashin heads be my for rhymes.
Im time like a motha fucka.
Leavin ya in the chorus.
Standin in comfretable shit like Chuck Norris.
Check the chorus, second hand when you bleed.
Remember when I you to always believe.
You relieve monoxide child a while.
Travel the world on 9 clouds, loud!

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Free mind! Breath it in Second Hand Smoke!

Maddrox]
You homey bitches wanna me down.
Pull the on the microphones, hatin on an individual.
Handle mr
Hope your speakers 8 or they dead blown.
If are turn this motha fucka up and mash on.
As we blast on bitch ass niggas at a rate.
at a fast pace.
Makes my race
Lookin death in the and I dont even shutter.
If my women starts cheatin, motha her bitch!
Im out for self. weed, fame and wealth.
So take your hopes and dreams and put shit back up on the shelve.
Cause we rollin in a ride far stolen
Cigarette lighters, power windows, grain molding
Taking curbs with ease, trees
chinese.
Hopin the cops aint tailin me.
to buy in on that glass house.
Nigga pass the blunt before you out.
now its on.
hubcats.
Patrollin the hood, so that.
this shit and this shit is all wack.
Plannin me a attack cause we when its dark at night.
Believe the rumors cause they all right.
Out of sight like concealed weapons and trades.
the doors for the raid.
And in the shade.
With the sawed off barrel pump.
Lookin for motha fuckas that jump.
Cause I got bullets in my pocket Im a madman.
My trigger turnin suckas to sand.

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[Monoxide
No destruction and trauma.
You even see the drama.
I get the personna marijuana.
At night.
I lay stress with no to go.
All by my lonely.
Screamin now fuck chump.
So go and talk junk.
I the smell.
hate me cause I smoke burn in hell.
This shit for everybody.
I to severe bodies.
So meloncholy is a foley.
And im out!

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