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 wanna be, but you kill people!

who?!

The God of the
The Lion
Boxcutter

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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 bleed your block 'till the cash dry
You live in Babylon and ask why
Your arms too short to box God, 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 that's I

I let my young boy trash you bad vibes
Reincarnated rat from a life
I 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
Vinny P
You should fuck with the monster
Vinny P
You like la-la-la-bamba

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This is forty-five caliber
Pound my like a gorilla so all the other savages know
Im ravenous
Jack you the rachet for dough
Marquis de a painful sado-masochist flow
We your ho
And the biscuit where I (?)
Pussy (?) bitches askin' this faggot dick at
I ain't never left the fuckin' crib the (?)
nobody above a homicidal (?)
If you've got the gear then you need the boots
If you're talkin' bout an Army then you the troops
all war over here, I never seen a truce
I'm callin' Mazzi, I don't mean a coupe
This here? This the duffel that I carry
Pistolvania underrated since Larry Holmes
I run a bunch of (?) and they carry chrome
Here's a body bag to put the pussy that you home

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