Luyện nghe bài hát Stray Bullet

Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the
Which a response, for the automatic
to release projectiles in single file
Forcing me to ignite then travel through the

for the light at the end of a tunnel
With no specific target in
Slow the flow H2O water
Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter

No remorse for the I take
When you pull it, the a stray bullet
Niggaz who hit the ground runnin' and stay down
for the kids who played on the playground

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

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

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

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

I'm mad again, brother, somebody's mother be sad again
But, blue skies will turn gray
the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray bullet

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

Gun balls of fire, I'm traveling at higher
To proceed to penetrate flesh, the splint
splitting the chest of a Queens fiend
Age of pagers shredded to from the Glock 9

And it's hollow tips, it releases the polices in of the ambulance
Blood loss as I across your chest
Arrest, rupture, I up ya, slasher
I bust ya liver, faster, blood pours

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

I'm takin' for keeps Hobbes
So peep the cops, in the ghetto shots for props
And I hit, shit, soon you forgets-me-not
Cops tried to to his pops what I done

I flip up the tipper and I'm not the one
And as a I'm the surprising one
Po, I flow the ripper, either way
You never, know how I'm coming

Metamorphasizing, rising in
into a bullet, pull it, now I'm making moves
With no sympathizing, uh, so take a hit nigga,
the scenario, I'm at a party with O

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

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

Bruises fake is your renaissance
No response moms is out cold
Figure I'm bigger takin' your heart nigga at years old
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