Luyện nghe bài hát Second Hand Smoke

"FREE MIND!"

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

[Monoxide
Everybody else still talkin somethin.
What you thought you heard can it cause your frontin.
wrong.
Dinner conversations.
Leavin you pistol in the corner wit abbrations.
Part of the of mindstate.
Sleepin in a dream, hopin its when I awake.
Mama im a play on type of serial killa.
Fruit loop outta my like godzilla.
We like catapilla's.
And and caskets.
Stretchin the like elastic.
?tatics?
Like the newport that I smoke.
Hit the motha till I choke.
I brag and about nothin.
Death, dyin and fuckin.
So understand that he's somethin.
Never be im underground.
the dirt and grime.
Smashin be my reason for rhymes.
Im time like a motha fucka.
ya hangin in the chorus.
Standin in comfretable shit like Chuck Norris.
Check the chorus, second smoke when you bleed.
Remember when I you to always believe.
You outta monoxide child a while.
the world on 9 clouds, screamin loud!

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Free mind! Breath it in Second Hand Smoke!

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

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

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