Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Chemist

I know how people fuckin' think out there and fuck, it's gotta be that way. They gotta 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 Lion
Pazzy

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

I let my young boy trash you from bad
Reincarnated rat a past life
I drink a 40, then I grab Syze
For every (??) cop, Vinny five
You askin' for forgiveness? You ask (??)

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It's P
I'm the dog in the yard
Vinny P
Ain't no one can fuck the God
It's P
You should never fuck the monster
Vinny P
You crash la-la-la-bamba

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

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