Luyện nghe bài hát The World Is Hell

I can see him walking class
all staring and at some point
A couple motha' fuckers to laugh
They talkin' me, but they do it to their friends
'Cause they all afraid of gonna' happen in the end
And now my keep ringing
meaning that the devil sings and prays on broken wings
I'm not a new
out of faith
I've been and created by all them things you hate
I'm uncontrollable, but still I get the laugh
I got your president's inside my garbage bag
Be everybody cause the birds out
My last was last year, the words out
I take revenge for the mute
And fire on your campaign boost from house roofs
And that's the truth as only can tell
sure it's all covered cause the world is Hell

The is Hell
I'm hearing what saying
But you're faking and hoping and staying
As if it's
The is Hell
A change comes within
Speakin' mind, is that another sin, from within
The World is
I'm what you're saying
But you're faking and hoping and staying
As if changing
The World is
A change comes within
Speakin' your mind, is that another sin, from

Let's begin the way that we act
and destruction!
Civilized an axe, killing is a function
Taught by the and embedded in the mind
and through television by the age of
solidified
Little time bombs just to explode
On the world turning the world into a hole
And it's your
So many young are dumb and turn to drugs and be
an education
homeless (starving) strung out and dieing (eating out of cans) surviving
A lost generation stuck somewhere between the and the mind of imagination
some call it hell, life every day
Maybe is hell, evil's everywhere
and any way if you're you'll go to heaven
and if not you're destined to stay till the year 2057

sit alone and watch the fall down
everybody gather
all the others are gagged and
I found a way to display my love
in a way that will leave the rest of your numb
(De-de-destruction!)without a story to tell and I'm gonna' you to the books next page as well
so your third eye on all the angles they sell
'cause you're dealing with the snakes in world of hell
and it's fault that we cuss and pants sags
and our souls are vacuum in space saver storage bags
(oh in disposable)
throw me and I multiply to seven and return on the sixth day
five ways, fingers to form a fist,
never gave us what we want, so they can't hate us just for it
murder and death, another to tell,
'cause are everywhere and the world is hell