Luyện nghe bài hát Stray Bullet

Let the finger put the pressure to the mechanism
Which gives a response, for the
Clip to release projectiles in file
Forcing me to ignite travel through the barrel

for the light at the end of a tunnel
With no specific in sight
Slow the flow like H2O
Visualize, the scene of a homicide, a

No for the course I take
When you pull it, the result's a stray
Niggaz who hit the ground runnin' and stay down
Except for the kids who on the playground

for some little girl, she'll never see more than six years of life
Trifling, she fell from the seesaw
But umm wait, my isn't over
Fled out of the other side of her head towards a red Range

Then I fast past a brother's ass, oh damn
What nigga say, "Aw fuck it", next target's Margaret's face
And I struck it, now it's a flood of in circumference to her face
And an abundance of all over the street

Shame, how we had to meet, dashin',
Greet by family, they follow behind me in a orderly fashion
Bashin' through flesh, I'm wild crashin' the doors
Of projects hallways to off of the tile

I'm for you, little girl, once inside, I shatter your world
Swirl, no more no hopes when I spray
You better pray, to the or the Vatican
Before I go again

I'm mad again, brother, mother will be sad again
But, whose blue skies will turn
From the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray

Nobody seen shit, heard it
Nobody seen shit, heard it
Nobody shit, nobody heard it
Nobody shit, nobody heard it

Gun of fire, I'm traveling at higher speeds
To to penetrate flesh, hitting the splint
After splitting the of a Queens fiend
Age of pagers shredded to pieces from the 9

And hollow tips, it releases the polices in back of the ambulance
Blood loss as I shift your chest
Arrest, rupture, I mess up ya,
Shall I bust ya liver, faster, pours

Now up to the master, boom, as I crash open the doors
Thank me for spraying the operating
The still consumes me, doc had to remove me
Mmm Lord, why do use me?

I'm takin' individual for keeps
So peep the cops, in the bustin' shots for props
And when I hit, shit, soon you
Cops tried to explain to his pops I done

I flip up the tipper and I'm not the one
And as a human I'm the one
Prince Po, I flow the ripper, way
You never, ever know how I'm

Metamorphasizing, in turbulence
Condensed into a bullet, pull it, now I'm moves
With no sympathizing, uh, so a hit nigga, sprint
Onto the scenario, I'm at a party O

A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's playin' the Fudge flow
Five niggaz up in the club for a rub
Yo, O it, oh shit, O duck
(Oh shit! Oh shit!)

Another hit, struck, here comes Mr. Stray Bullet
Five, the tip, getting my jollies from the of the ripped
In your chest, then I flip, nip your liver, blood flowin' like a
Money starts to shiver then I a delivery of burns

Bruises shoes is your renaissance
No your moms is out cold
Figure I'm takin' your heart nigga at twenty years old
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