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

[Ill
be the real hip hop
We make you kill cops
Cats hatin, 'cause they know I girls twats
You feel helpless, real jealous, we Elvis
I shot Reagan with the of the secret service
Super double agent, shoot your mother with my brothers
12 gauge at your brain, strange universe, I'm too famous
Leaving the muder scene blameless, entertainment
Thugs blaze with laser guns
Saying I wrote, you feel what I feel
see the same picture
We a biscuit do the talk and it became richer
gets a record deal, you gotta take that shit
Treat the record label like a slut, then rape that
I keep it simple for stupid cats
you the facts, but in reality, you a trap
Jesus Christ was a rapper
killed him then he came back and made a platinum album
The path that travels like the dragon
to CIA camera angles
They got a on every rap group
They the last man that had proof
They me for information that I have too

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

[Sabac
Symbolisms, socialism's live lead, learn
war whole drug fiends, the white house burn
Sex, pain, fear, freedom love, young guns be
Genocide, revolution, lost souls,
confrontation, safe sex, and masturbation
Peace to all the homeless people livin in the train
Project war, spill the one verse
Lock the door, burn the disc now everybody hit the fuckin floor
They bustin out a blunt for this
I'm number six on they list next to kiss and all kids
Cause I run wit Asians, and Black fists
5 percent is caucasians thugs who live
They broke in my house, planted bugs in ma and my couch
They after me, what? Let me out
I'm not havin it, My rap attract the like a magnet
The bastards gettin like crowded parties wit no laminents
If Im'a die, Im'a die and strugglin
I'm hostile for the people, fuck them and corruptions
for nuttin, and if somehow they do
They ID me due to my

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