Luyện nghe bài hát The Smog

*The smog is
*The smog is
smog is coming*
*The smog is

Aw, shit it comes creeping through the cracks
The nooks the it hit me smack!
It's up my head - I gotta get it out
I got me a to get the shit out
out a ice-pick and picked the bitch up
Smackin' it it in my ear-fuck!
Lord oh what's happening to me?-
It's the poisonous air the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, fucking up my
me crazy, nuts, insane
Sewer, sludgy, greasy slime I'm always with all the time
'cause he's my motherfucking number 1
Trying to puncture on my life by up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I it death
it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to
Got droul on my lips and my getting cold
know what to do so now I start to panic
But it's too late, I'm the smog got me fucked!

*The is coming*
*The smog is
*The smog is
*The is coming*

another cloudy day, it's raining, but not water
It's raining oil out the sky I I oughta
a run but I slipped on an oil-slick
I can't move, I think I broke my neck
It's no surprise, I'm there paralized
Looking up into the sky helped me realize us
The clouds form a face, it must be a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, it comes-the deadly smog
I can tell by the of the stray dog
The air is calm, the are so still
When the smog creeps out the for a kill
Broken neck, I'm chillin' 'cause I'm a
I can see the smog creepin' around the
I lay and hope it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, G!
up just to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I I shit my draws
But its ok, the left me alone
So I lay and watch the turn into stone
And come crashing down Del Ray
One even landed on homeboy Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a second
So if I'm then what the fuck I'm doin' on this record?

*The is here!*
*The is coming 8 X's*

What you do?
When it for you?

*The smog is coming 5

in my head of a clown ~~(in background)
Thoughts in my
Of a dead body laying in his house for 3
his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he anybody to know he was dead?
in my head
Of a sereal killer in Iowa decided to kill
Before he actually killed someone
Was that
in my head
Of an ocean of
That the bombs drop and causes tidal waves
Tidal that paint the town red
Everybody's
in my head
Of mothers and who look at me
And I can feel the hatred in their in
And it's
And children are nothing but them in the
it
Thoughts in my
Of a woman sitting on her porch,
Because of a disease she from the air
The air that we
The air we breathe is up--Its fucked up!
Thoughts in my
Of people wanna me
But you can't me
if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you
Done it before, do it
Thougths in my
Of a 16 year old little fucking
Sitting in his
a gang sign on a folder
In his Burmingham
Well what you know about love
in my head
Of people despise me and me and don't know me
I you too
So all good, it's all good
in my head
Of a society is so fucked up and so evil
That if somebody prays, get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not gonna be
be laughing
When the bombs and the town is red

Thoughts in my of a clown (till fade)