Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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Killing snakes that
on Jakes & Drive-Bys
Walk high
Sniff an entire eighth in lines
Five nines, hit you five
I'll rise from the grave days after I die to spit flames
Spit fireballs, spit
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, that went
He sold market organs at the CIA store
They introduced me to they bro
Pulled out an eightball of that Grade-A shit, and noses
Then told me bout Ish and Isaac
Two brothers, one was telekinetic, the psychic
was after me, they was asking mad questions
Jesus tells me he suspects were hired by the Russians
I always thought they was cousins
Who gives a fuck? fuck them faggots, when I see them I'ma buck

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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, than Halle Berry showing off tits
it's real, Swiss acounts and terrorists

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Blowing up buildings like Durden
My minds
Eight women orgies, these congressmens are dirty
Extroverted Wild Wild West strippers
And death us, to higher levels
I hire devils to kill devils
I the funds expensive? any troubles
outs because of my Uncle, Forever bubble
Bombed the airport, in the cherry red Porsche
Catching head from this whore, I met at the store
Jesus had the and that bitch from Tahiti
liked to swallow ecstacy and sip some Martini
A disturbed past, all types of terrorism
I know how to nerve gas through televisions
Patrick and Adriana 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, gangsta
You fucking faggots know the next
get your dome X-rayed
Kidnap you los pepes
'Til the Tec spray
You get pussy, I own sex
It's God's will, with me you get shot and killed
Chopped into pieces and stuffed in the trunk of a
Globetrot, smoke pot, bitches that so hot
They go to the Grammys a see through dress and no bra
No panties, with me I'll kill your whole family
now or later she choking on candy
I choreographed the massacres
to Africa
No is graphic-er

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