Luyện nghe bài hát Sometime Faces

[intro: monk, (unknown singer sample), {computerized deep voice}]
(smiling faces.. faces.. sometimes)
Now me, just let me get you now
Ya right 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)
tiger, check it out on these streets}

[chorus: buddha monk & dragon]
follow me on this journey of deep darkness
Where most niggaz bust off slugs and do
The victims are some known and some
the good die yound and the bad makes it home

[buddha
an innocent bystander, shot while out, random
By this kid ty who received his first handgun
hot from two shots that tore his knot
Now the doctor prescribed, he might not live ?
He got his vest on, up with army fatigues
To find kid, and make sure I make his ass bleed
Now we by six, a pick and mad up the fast ?
Flintch, move and ya bound to get hit
We his rich, the nigga started screamin like a bitch
Now his eyes red, drippin out of his head
Is he dead? no, never his motherfuckin ?
His last request, to remove his last breathe
his chest and separated the head from the neck

[buddha
Now ? to make a meal with man from out of state
You first mistake, hated the nigga who weights
On the corner, fifth and eighth is he caught the mad papes
He once moved faster than a rock off the
Set up a plate, called over to this gril chase
Her skin is smooth, ? than a inch
Dressed up in lace, watered hair, long, and fake
Her skin is caped, nails done up by stakes
Gotta somethin to make, checkmate, the is goin great
He asked the name, my call me ?
He didn't know the plan was to stop his money
He lay in the land of the dreams, saw how to suck toes
Now mr. large in from the back row
>from I stand, it looked like he had a fo'-fo'
His mistakes, ah, she burns rubber the ac'
Now the lays, just lays flat on his back
Her surprise, he look with his right eye
Or the eye, now the streets rain bloody murder
The nigga lost, caught two slugs a a thug
In his mug, body bagged, was drugged

[various

Smilling faces, faces.. sometimes (x8)