Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Chemist

I know how people fuckin' think out and fuck, it's gotta be that way. They gotta tell ya that 'Thou 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 different as we wanna be, but you kill people!

who?!

The God of the
The King
Boxcutter

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I to (??), consider me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere, (??) pass by
My blood 'G' code, seen my dad cry
And I'ma bleed your block the cash dry
You live in fuckin' and ask why
Your arms too to box God, that's why
So watch your big mouth turn into a eye
your big house turn into a smashed sty
'em to the devil, let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another level I

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

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It's P
I'm the biggest dog in the
It's P
Ain't no one can with the God
It's P
You should never fuck the monster
Vinny P
You crash like

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

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