Luyện nghe bài hát Stray Bullet

Let the finger put the pressure to the mechanism
Which gives a response, for the
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 in sight
Slow the like H2O water
Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter

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

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

Then I ricochet past a brother's ass, oh damn
What that say, "Aw fuck it", next target's Margaret's face
And I struck it, now it's a flood of blood in circumference to her
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' through flesh, I'm crashin' through the doors
Of projects hallways to deflect off of the

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 rat-tat-a-tat

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

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

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

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

Now it's up to the master, boom, as I crash open the
Thank me for spraying the room
The body still me, doc had to remove me
Mmm Lord, why do use me?

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

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

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

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

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

fake shoes is your renaissance
No response your is out cold
I'm bigger takin' your heart nigga at twenty years old
Stray