Luyện nghe bài hát Slum Chemist

I know how people think out there 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 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, (??) pass by
My 'G' code, never seen my dad cry
And bleed your block 'till the cash dry
You live in fuckin' and ask why
Your arms too short to box God, why
So watch your big mouth turn into a eye
Watch your big house turn into a sty
'em to the devil, let his ass fry
Heavy metal on another that's I

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

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It's P
I'm the dog in the yard
It's P
Ain't no one can fuck the God
Vinny P
You should fuck with the monster
It's P
You crash la-la-la-bamba

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

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