Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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Killing snakes that
Tripping on & Drive-Bys
around high
Sniff an entire eighth in lines
nines, hit you five times
I'll rise from the grave seven days after I die to flames
Spit fireballs, volcanoes
Spit at popstars, exploding bombs under cop cars
Arms dealers that I met I bought gas and laser rifles
They CIA take they names from the Bible
specialised in chemical weapons and bio-robotics
Met him in he was chilling with this guy Mohammed
Ex-PLO Honcho, went AWOL
He sold black organs at the CIA store
They introduced me to bro Moses
Pulled out an eightball of that Grade-A shit, and froze
they told me bout Ish and Isaac
Two brothers, one was telekinetic, the other
They was after me, they was mad questions
Jesus me he suspects they were hired by the Russians
I always thought they was cousins
Who gives a fuck? fuck faggots, when I see them I'ma buck them

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It's a hijacking, when I shot that pilot in the eye,
Landed the plane by myself, the guy standing
Swordfish, more than Halle Berry off tits
it's real, Swiss bank and terrorists

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Blowing up buildings like Tyler
My minds
Eight women orgies, these congressmens wives are
Extroverted like Wild Wild strippers
And death lifts us, to levels
I hire to kill other devils
I the funds expensive? never any
Shoot outs because of my Uncle, Forever
the airport, jetted in the cherry red Porsche
Catching head from this whore, I met at the store
Jesus had the Lamborghini and that from Tahiti
That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip some
A disturbed past, involving all types of
I know how to dispense nerve gas televisions
Tera Patrick and Sage
Undercover FBI agents that look great, and fanastic brains
Adriana Gave me a platinum
A mercenary in this game, I Skyjacked the plane

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Assasins get fazed, thrown in stealth
Exploding death pays, it's
You fucking faggots know the next
get your dome X-rayed
Kidnap you los pepes
the chrome Tec spray
You get pussy, I own sex
It's God's will, fuck me you get shot and killed
into pieces and stuffed in the trunk of a Bonneville
Globetrot, smoke pot, with that so hot
They go to the Grammys wearing a see dress and no bra
No panties, fuck with me I'll your whole family
Cyanide now or she choking on candy
I choreographed the massacres
Bizzary to
No is graphic-er

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