Luyện nghe bài hát The Smog

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

Aw, shit here it comes through the cracks
The nooks the it hit me smack!
filling up my head - I gotta get it out
I got me a to get the shit out
Pulled out a ice-pick and the bitch up
Smackin' it it in my ear-fuck!
oh please what's happening to me?-
It's the poisonous air the smokestacks G
Seeping in my head, up my brain
Driving me crazy, nuts,
Sewer, sludgy, greasy slime I'm always bucking all the time
'cause he's my motherfucking enemy 1
to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it
'cause it makes me choke and lose my
My toes to curl, my fingers start to fold
Got droul on my lips and my body's cold
Don't know to do so now I start to panic
But too late, I'm dead the smog got me fucked!

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

It's another cloudy day, raining, but not water
raining oil out the sky I think I oughta
Make a run but I slipped on an
I move, I think I broke my fucking neck
no surprise, I'm laying there paralized
Looking up the sky helped me realize about us
The clouds form a Devil's face, it must be a mirror 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 streets are so
When the smog creeps out the for a kill
Broken neck, I'm chillin' I'm a gonner
I can see the smog around the corner
I lay still and it doesn't notice me
Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, G!
Looking up to see his deadly jaws
I think, I think, I think I my draws
But its ok, the smog left me
So I lay and watch the clouds into stone
And come crashing down Del Ray
One even on your homeboy Violent J
And I'm dead, crushed me in a second
So if I'm dead then the fuck I'm doin' on this record?

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

What you do?
When it for you?

smog is coming 5 X's*

~Thoughts in my of a clown ~~(in background)
in my head
Of a dead laying in his house for 3 weeks
Untill his neighbors about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was
in my head
Of a sereal killer in Iowa to kill himself
Before he killed someone else
Was that
in my head
Of an ocean of
That the bombs drop and causes tidal waves
Tidal waves that the town red
Everybody's
in my head
Of mothers and fathers who at me
And I can feel the in their in eyes
And cold
And children are but them in the future
it
Thoughts in my
Of a sitting on her porch, bald-headed
Because of a disease she from the air
The air we breathe
The air we breathe is fucked up--Its up!
Thoughts in my
Of wanna kill me
But you can't me
'cause if you me, I'll be back to kill you
it before, do it again
Thougths in my
Of a 16 year old little punk
Sitting in his
Drawing a gang on a folder
In his Hills
Well fuck what you know about
in my head
Of people despise me and hate me and know me
I you too
So it's all good, all good
in my head
Of a society that is so fucked up and so
That if prays, they get made fun of and laughed at
But it's not be funny
They'll be
When the bombs and the town is red

Thoughts in my of a clown (till fade)