Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Chemist

I know how people fuckin' think out there and fuck, it's gotta be that way. They gotta tell ya that shalt not kill' shit n' all that. But that's not the way the world works 'cause I'm out there every fuckin' day livin' it. Who the fuck knows what God wants?

We can be as as we wanna be, but you can't kill people!

who?!

The God of the
The Lion
Boxcutter

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I to (??), consider me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere, bullets (??) by
My blood 'G' code, never my dad cry
And I'ma bleed your block the cash dry
You in fuckin' Babylon and ask why
Your too short to box God, that's why
So your big mouth turn into a cracked eye
Watch big house turn into a smashed sty
'em to the devil, let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another that's I

I let my young boy you from bad vibes
Reincarnated rat from a past
I drink a 40, ????? I grab Syze
For every (??) cop, stash five
You askin' for You should ask (??)

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It's P
I'm the dog in the yard
It's P
no one can fuck with the God
It's P
You should never fuck with the
Vinny P
You crash like

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This is caliber flow
Pound my like a gorilla so all the other savages know
Im though
Jack you with the for dough
Marquis de a painful sado-masochist flow
We tappin' ho
And keep the biscuit I (?)
(?) bitches askin' where this faggot dick at
I ain't never the fuckin' crib without the (?)
Ain't nobody above a (?)
If you've got the Army gear then you the boots
If you're talkin' bout an Army then you need the
It's all war here, I never seen a truce
I'm callin' Maserati Mazzi, I don't a coupe
This here? This the duffel I carry bones
Pistolvania most underrated since Holmes
I run with a bunch of (?) and carry chrome
a body bag to put the pussy that you carry home

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