Luyện nghe bài hát Sometime Faces

[intro: buddha monk, (unknown singer sample), {computerized voice}]
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Now me, just let me get you now
Ya there God {robberies}
bystanders {shots laid out}
{this one's the new you can't do that
{here's somethin been waitin to hear}
What up god? (smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Come.. come me {come on motherfuckers}
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
{the tiger, check it out on these

[chorus: monk & drunken dragon]
Come follow me on journey of deep darkness
Where most niggaz bust off and do robberies
The victims are some known and unknown
While the good die yound and the bad makes it

monk]
Here's an bystander, shot while out, random
By kid named ty who received his first handgun
Bobby's hot two shots that tore his knot
Now the doctor prescribed, he might not live ?
He got his vest on, suited up with army
To find this kid, and make sure I make his ass
Now we by six, a pick and mad up the fast ?
Flintch, nigga move and ya to get hit
We tied his rich, the nigga screamin like a bitch
Now his eyes red, drippin out of his head
Is he dead? no, take his motherfuckin ?
His request, asked to remove his last breathe
Grabbed his chest and separated the head from the

[buddha
Now ? to a meal with your man from out of state
You first mistake, the nigga who sells weights
On the corner, and eighth is where he caught the mad papes
He once faster than a rock off the place
Set up a plate, called to this gril named chase
Her skin is smooth, ? a buck-fifty inch
up in lace, watered hair, long, black and fake
Her skin is caped, nails done up by stakes
Gotta somethin to make, checkmate, the plan is great
He the name, my friends call me ?
He didn't know the plan was to stop his flow
He lay in the of the dreams, saw how to suck stacy's toes
Now mr. comes in from the back row
>from where I stand, it like he had a fo'-fo'
His mistakes, ah, she burns from the ac'
Now the lays, just lays flat on his back
Her surprise, he didn't with his right eye
Or the third eye, now the streets bloody murder
The nigga lost, caught two from a a thug
In his mug, another bagged, was drugged

[various

Smilling faces, smiling faces.. (x8)