Luyện nghe bài hát Swordfish -

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

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

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Blowing up like Tyler Durden
My perverted
Eight women orgies, these wives are dirty
Extroverted Wild Wild West strippers
And death lifts us, to levels
I hire devils to kill other
I the expensive? never any troubles
Shoot outs because of my Uncle, bubble
Bombed the airport, in the cherry red Porsche
Catching head from this whore, that I met at the
Jesus had the and that bitch from Tahiti
That liked to swallow ecstacy and sip Martini
A disturbed past, involving all types of
I know how to dispense nerve gas televisions
Patrick and Adriana Sage
Undercover FBI agents that look great, and give fanastic
Adriana Gave me a chain
A in this savage game, I Skyjacked the plane

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3]
Assasins get fazed, thrown in planes
Exploding death pays, gangsta
You fucking faggots the next phase
You'll get your X-rayed
you like los pepes
'Til the Tec spray
You get pussy, I own sex
God's will, fuck with me you get shot and killed
Chopped pieces and stuffed in the trunk of a Bonneville
Globetrot, smoke pot, bitches that so hot
They go to the Grammys wearing a see dress and no bra
No panties, fuck with me I'll kill your whole
Cyanide now or later she choking on
I choreographed the massacres
to Africa
No is graphic-er

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