Luyện nghe bài hát The Real Reality

(Charles Manson):

The board's a bunch of stupid bureaucrats men, who are laying up on the dollar bill: "Take that poison and... and... and die in that cell; or say you're full of shit and we'll let you go." You know?! So the parole board wants me to go in and count down to their reality and say that their reality is the real reality and my reality is really the stuoid, dumb reality.

1:

Cut you're flesh
With sharp
you to death
Laugh in You're I'm as trife
As it
When I said it, you to pass
Like
Forget it, you better walk that
When the sparks, click clack
Get
More pieces of you're
Will be shot off; kid I it ill
rap mastery
In bumpin
Battery
With that has it in for me
Dump a clip o' dum-dums in a
dump him in the dumpster
I talk so much shit
a chance
You just might not me until I punch you
In you're fuckin kid
it
I'ma have to shit
Some demented hate
Then some young kid'll watch me and emulate it
The cycle o' psychos never


Through
Ever since I got banned from factory on wetlands

Hustle Like a
'Cause I got comin to me
There's enough of it out there for Necro to 50 Mill
I won't stop 'til I it
I'm ambitious
And vicious
to kill
Anyone in my way move
We from nothing
And now our is strong
I rep my own shit
Fuck you do
You can't do I do
of original so it's on

2:

you
Or you up
one
you up
son
up
up
You a victim
Necro be the representative of Brooklyn, New York: that's I live
to your rib
Robbin you
me
Back in the
Chillin with a bitch
willin and able to strip
On the table for a villain with a
I'm makin a before 30 years old
I keep shit when I step
If my reputation's at
No
When I faces
out

out
Logical Necro
Astronomical
The of a dying breed
I'm the
Of bastards
I'm
Pump this 'til you're eardrums burst
My
you like techno
And when ten cats step
And get mirked