Luyện nghe bài hát The C.I.A. Is Trying To Kill Me

[Ill
Non-Phixion be the hip hop
We make you wanna kill
Cats hatin, 'cause they know I finga twats
You feel helpless, real jealous, we killed
I shot Reagan with the help of the secret
Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brothers
12 gauge waving at brain, strange universe, I'm too famous
the muder scene blameless, drug entertainment
Thugs that'll blaze laser guns
Saying what I wrote, you feel what I
They see the picture
We made a biscuit do the talk and it richer
Nobody gets a record deal, you take that shit
Treat the record label a slut, then rape that bitch
I keep it simple for these stupid
you the facts, but in reality, you a trap
Jesus Christ was a gangsta
They killed him then he came and made a platinum album
The path that travels like the dragon
Invisible to CIA angles
got a file on every rap group
They killed the man that had proof
They after me for information that I too

I'm paranoid, tell me what the fuck asked you
You fuck around with me and Im'a to blast you
The CIA tryna me, we bad news
Get the fuck up out my way when I through
I'm paranoid, tell me what the fuck asked you
You fuck with me and Im'a have to blast you
The CIA tryna kill me, we bad
Fuck with Non-Phixion thats a bad move

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Symbolisms, socialism's live life lead,
Struggle war whole drug fiends, the white burn
Sex, pain, fear, love, young guns be shootin
Genocide, revolution, souls, prostitutin
Military confrontation, sex, and masturbation
Peace to all the people livin in the train station
Project war, spill the one four
Lock the door, burn the disc now everybody hit the mutha floor
They bustin out a blunt for this
I'm six on they list next to kiss and all these kids
I run wit Asians, Latinos and Black fists
5 percent is thugs who live communist
They broke in my house, bugs in ma lamps and my couch
They after me, Let me find out
I'm not havin it, My rap attract the like a magnet
The bastards gettin under like parties wit no laminents
If Im'a die, die bustin and strugglin
I'm hostile for the people, fuck them and corruptions
Nuttin for nuttin, and if they do
ID me due to my tattoo

Projects for straight jackets, electric shock
A rock could fall out, traded for royalty
Get ya on, we build the bombs, spit in ya face
Smart to change cars like cruise the I do it for chase
Nice spite work, the fancy work
Hit to Non-Phixion striking prison Ice shirts
I paid dues, nothin to lose, bustin off weapons In 2's
When I come home I be smellin shit and furnitures
Eat a slug, take some off, I lit it so real
I do this for the dead, in peace I'm holdin you near
on time, 12 years we on tour we blow you back off
Support cats that jack the car and tear ya scalp off
Soldiers of merits, inherited for way
Cyanide in bullets, so I should follow my
We too futuristic, to robots, experiments
Four point restraint and my cube on medicines
Veterans, crippling souls
Its gettin bigger now the runnin the globe
Its just my mechanics, wit a gat or xanax
Widespread panic until the